The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

   Chapter 58 There is something outside the window

  Why are you struggling with this issue?

  Tang Jin held his phone and blinked his big cat pupils.

   But the house leaked every night rain.

   His own brother, who had shown great dissatisfaction with this incident, was now leaning against the bedside.

   He should have come to pick up Tang Jin after work, and he didn't have time to change his suit.

   The iron-grey suit jacket was draped on the back of the chair, and the man was wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

   "Then when are you going to make it for my brother today?"

   The man raised his hand and pressed the tie at the neckline, slightly hooked his phalanx, and pulled it gently.

  The loose tie, the button tightly tied to the neckline, and the smile gently drawn from the corner of the lips.

  Abstinence and gentleness, he spoke again: "I don't think it's so unfamiliar when I do it once today, right? The second one, it should be my brother's, right?"

   The phone beeps.

  Pretty little brother of the gold owner: 'Then who do you plan to give to Jinjin's next handmade work? ’

   Xiaonai now looks at her phone and her own brother.

   In the end, he coaxed in a soft whisper: "For brother, for brother, brother, don't poke at Jinjin's itchy flesh."

   How can one or two be so hard to coax.

  The pillar of the five-year-old not only has to raise the Taoist temple, but also coax his grandfather, mother, mother and brother—

  It was a lot of work.

   But when the time comes, she will do it together with a few. When one piece is completed, isn't it the next one she does?

  Little Nanny now counted with her small hands, her big cat eyes narrowed, and she drew a big cake for her brother.

   "The next one must have a brother."

  I don’t lie today.

  ***

   The Liang family.

  Tang Wenhuo and his little milk have been away for an hour now

  Liang Ke took a rest early because he had a fever and was so frightened today.

   Mother Liang came back from outside and sighed softly.

"How about it?"

   Father Liang sat on the bed and flipped through the financial newspaper, and when he heard her entering the door, he raised his head and asked in a low voice.

   "What else could it be."

   Mother Liang sighed and sat beside him, thinking about what she said today, she couldn't help but kicked Father Liang's leg.

   "Xiao Ke didn't dare to turn off the light to sleep, he was frightened this morning, but luckily he didn't burn again now—"

   Mother Liang said, her eyes full of distress: "I used to think that this child's rebellious period made those things that we couldn't understand. Now looking at Xiao Ke like this, it's better to continue the previous rebellious period."

  A good-looking child, who was originally young and frivolous, high-spirited, and from the bottom of his heart there is a madness that thinks he can conquer the world.

   It's been so long, like an eggplant beaten by frost, he slammed his head down all of a sudden.

   Father Liang also paused, thinking about this innocent disaster.

   "Do you think this is true or not? I always feel my heart skipping a beat. I don't know what the kid said to Xiao Chao after that. I have already asked people to find out what happened to He Minhong."

"It doesn't matter if she's real or not, if she doesn't have the ability, can she really see it at a glance? You want to say that you found a feng shui master because our family Xiaochao told her, and Xiaochao didn't know about He Minhong before that. —"

   said here, her body trembled slightly.

   "Just now Xiaoke told me that he seemed to see something standing in our kitchen last night, and it disappeared as soon as the light was turned on—"

   The words just came out.

   The light above his head flickered, making a crackling electric sound.

   Mother Liang stopped her voice instantly and rushed into Father Liang's arms in two steps.

   Father Liang threw the newspaper in his hand and hugged his wife tightly—

   In the eerie tranquility of the night, there was a clattering sound from the window.

  Slow and rhythmic, stuffy, not metal or anything like that.

   At this moment, the curtains were blown up by the cool night wind, sweeping over the furnishings next to them, making a little noise.

   "Maybe the wind hit something."

   Father Liang calmed down a little, and tried his best to bring a smile.

   "It's alright, think about it for the better, maybe it's because we've always felt strange in our hearts, so we find everything scary."

   But when the curtains were blown high by the wind.

   He only felt that the person in his arms trembled even more.

   Mother Liang raised her head, her face was pale, and her voice hesitated, "But the window, the window is not open—"

What?

  The curtain has been flying to a weird arc, and he can see the window directly from here, he looks out the window.

  The night is quiet, the half moon is cold, and a few stars are dotted, accompanied by the already weak insects.

  It should be a very peaceful night.

   touch it.

   A hand slapped the window in front of him—

"what!"

   Father Liang gave a short exclamation and raised his hand to cover Mother Liang's eyes.

   "Don't look."

   opposite him.

   Clouds of blackness, darker than the night, enveloped the windows, viciously oppressing the cold moonlight.

  ‘—Chengdu also, with a lot of hair and red eyes, look at each other carefully, and spend more money and do good deeds to save your life. ’

   recalled Tang Jin's milky sweet voice.

  Even though she said before that no matter what happens tonight, don't panic, don't go out of the house, nothing will happen.

   But who wouldn't get sick when the curtains in the bedroom were raised and there was an unknown thing on the window?

   Was she there only tonight, or had she been staring at them silently for a long time before—?

   Father Liang's fingertips trembled, but he was still calm. He took out his mobile phone and wrote out that he had found a charity project by ghosts and gods before, and had spent a lot of money out.

   There is no soundtrack from the movie.

  The silent confrontation, the face in front of him is even more frightening.

   There was a harsh sound that sounded like sharp fingernails on the glass.

   The crescent lock on the window was gently toggled, and the next second, the sharp shout made people's ears hurt.

   The curtains swayed, and the yellow talisman paper pasted on the top of the window was looming.

   Finally, the curtains fell slowly, and everything returned to calm.

   Father Liang's back relaxed slightly, only to realize that he was already in a cold sweat.

"Ok?"

   noticed that he let go, Mother Liang didn't dare to look back, only asked palely.

   The phone sent two messages at this time.

  'Mr. Liang, I have already found out that He Minhong died not long after he was sent back more than ten years ago. It is evil to say that her family has died all these years, and I have not yet found out where He Minhong is buried. ’

   And the other one is because he donated 5 million to a poor area all at once.

'Hello, I am the head of poverty alleviation in Mingjin Village, Danzou District. Thank you for your support for our poverty alleviation work in Mingjin Village. Our Mingjin Village has a long history of Nuo culture. All your donations will be used to improve the life of Mingjin Village. The environment creates tourist attractions and inherits civilization. The specific implementation steps will be displayed in the program. You are also welcome to visit our Mingjin Village. ’

   Father Liang just glanced at it briefly, put down the phone, and looked at Mother Liang with complicated eyes.

   "It's all right. In the future, try to be as close to the Tang family as possible—"

   Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Father Liang wanted to laugh but couldn't: "That's not an ordinary child, 1.5 million, this price is really a friendship price."

   The first update

   Because this is starting to involve a big story, and I have revised the text again and again, and I will finish a few chapters one after another tonight.

   There will be more later

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