A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.
The boss picked up the red wine glass, took a sip of the wine, pretended to pass it casually across his forehead, and wiped away the cold sweat.
Looking up, he met a pair of cold eyes.
Those eyes flashed with suspicion, understanding, and teasing.
Xu Yanzhao's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his voice, his voice deep and deep: "What do you want me to do?"
Xu Yanming and Xu Yanzhao are cousins, and their fathers are biological brothers. Counting further up, they share the same bloodline with the same grandparents.
The two brothers have very similar faces. One is dignified and elegant, with a polite and arrogant appearance, while the other is as cold and cold as an immortal, with a detached and ruthless temperament.
The two pairs of eyes were identically indifferent.
There is something in Xu Yanming's words: "See if someone is scared."
"Ha." Mr. Xu Ba sneered: "Am I afraid?"
His voice was tight, his throat rolled a few times, and he secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Brother Zhao."
A small hand poked him from behind.
Tell him to turn back.
Xu Yanzhao turned his head, and his grimace suddenly enlarged! ! !
"Fuck!!!"
The dignified boss jumped up from the sofa like a frightened cat, jumped to the door, and turned on all the lights.
The screening room, which originally had a spooky atmosphere, was brightly lit.
Ning Ning took back her phone and smiled: "So Brother Zhao is afraid of ghosts."
Xu Yanzhao gritted his teeth: "Xu Ningning!!!"
He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to beat his sister: "Come here."
Ning Ning didn't bother to put on her slippers and stepped on the stall with her bare feet. She quickly ran behind Xu Yanming and shouted: "Brother Yanming, save my life."
Xu Yanming's mouth twitched and he had a headache: "How many lives do you have?"
A little finger stretched out tremblingly: "One."
While he was talking, Xu Yanzhao, who was buffed by the Demon King's rage buff, rushed over.
He stood in front of Ning Ning and reached out to grab her ears.
Xu Yanming inserted a stick horizontally and blocked it in the middle. Ning Ning newly learned how to write the four words "turn the wheel according to the wind", and applied what he learned vividly. The little fat paws hugged her brother Ming's waist, completely transforming into a small pendant.
by the way.
Brother Ming, if only he were really slender and powerful.
Woohoo.
"What? Do you want to fight with my brother?"
Xu Yanzhao wasn't angry at all, and his tone seemed to be smiling, but also a bit expectant.
He has good skills, and his parents are archeology enthusiasts, so Xu Yanzhao followed his parents around when he was young, dabbling in kickboxing, taekwondo and Muay Thai.
Xu Yanming raised his eyebrows: "Lianlian?"
Xu Yanming, who has gone up the mountain to worship the Taoist sect since he was a child, is proficient in Bagua, Tai Chi and short games, and is good at forming formations and drawing talismans.
Why don't you accept it?
The atmosphere is tense.
The two of them got into a stance, pulling each other back, ready to attack, it was up to them to see who would make the first move.
The next second.
The two simultaneously raised the sofa cushions and threw them at each other.
"Xu Yanming, you must know how to respect your brother."
The sofa cushions fell like a heavy rain from the boss's hands.
"Pooh."
The dignified and immortal Taoist banished immortal was furious, his eyes were like peach blossoms, and his white jade cheeks were flushed, like a picture of a peach blossom garden: "Xu Yanzhao, you are shameless."
The battle was fierce for a while.
In order to avoid affecting innocent people, Ning Ning gave up the choice of being a pendant, moved to a corner like a poor little turtle, collapsed on the ground and wiped sweat: "I scared the baby to death."
Little Claws patted his chest, grabbed the orange juice on the coffee table and took a long sip.
"call."
There was a chill on her cheeks. Ning Ning's eyes widened and she turned around with a mouthful of orange juice in her mouth.
"puff!!!"
"There's a ghost!!!!"
A suddenly enlarged grimace was close at hand.
The eerie whites of his eyes were aimed at her face.
The head hangs strangely, with messy black hair blocking the front.
"Nine crazy thunder moves, eat my thunder talisman."
"Ah no, Ning Ning wait..."
"That's just TV..."
"Stop it, baby..."
The Xu brothers who were fighting each other rushed over and tried to stop the angry child.
In his mind, Tongzi's little claws went blank. The thunder talismans that had just been refreshed on the store shelf were all redeemed in one go, and he threw them at the female ghost on the big screen.
after an hour.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong, I was so stupid, I shouldn't have refreshed the thunder talisman's whine..."
In a corner of his mind, Tongzi covered his face and cried bitterly, like a dumpling that had lost all color and was hopeless.
Next to her, there was a Q version of the same size, Ning Ning, who apologized with tears in her eyes: "Mom, I'm sorry, Ning Ning didn't mean it, I'm really, really sorry."
The Q version of Ning Ning is only about the size of a palm, with soft cheeks and big round eyes. She is as cute as a little princess in the second dimension.
Tongzi covered her face and cried bitterly, while covering her heart that was so cute that it was trembling.
"It's okay, baby, I forgive you."
What else can I do except forgive you?
The baby I raised with my own hands would love him to death with tears in my eyes.
Woohoo.
On the mountain in the villa area on the outskirts of the imperial capital, wild thunder danced like silver snakes, the dark night was as bright as day, and the rumbling sound was like the might of heaven pressing down.
The screening room of the old house became half a ruin.
Fortunately, Ning Ning reacted quickly and used herself as a lightning rod, hugging her two brothers.
Even God is reluctant to chop down the huge amount of good fortune he carries.
In the final analysis of the damage, the screening room was miraculously destroyed by lightning passing through the ceiling, but the ceiling was fine.
The huge TV screen is gone.
A bit of dregs emitted steaming black smoke.
"Ahem..."
Mr. Xu was awakened by the explosion in the middle of the night. He took off his crutches and was shocked.
"What happened? Our house was bombed?"
Guards gathered outside the hall to protect the old man. The leader was the young man who had met Ning Ning. He replied with a puzzled look on his face: "We are also surprised. No one came in through the surveillance, and everything at the exits was calm."
Then there was a loud thunderclap in the middle of the night.
Half of the house flew away.
"Cough cough cough..."
Xu Yanzhao and Xu Yanming crawled out in disgrace. The family doctor who had been waiting nearby gave them a complete physical examination and made sure that there was nothing serious.
"Sorry grandpa."
Xu Yanzhao was carrying a fat black ball.
The familiar voice of Fat Ball shocked the old man to the point of trembling in his heart.
"Ning Ning?"
"Yes."
Ning Ning shed tears, two tears streaked across her dark face.
Mr. Xu quickly checked: "No injuries, right?"
Xu Yanming explained promptly: "None of us were injured."
He told the whole story.
Su Jianguo came over with a clothes hanger, his face was gloomy and his breathing was rapid. He was obviously scared to death by Ning Ning. He had just recovered and was about to roll up his sleeves and beat his daughter.
In the past, Jiang Yufen did the job of beating their daughter.
Su Jianguo is responsible for being a loving father.
Now that Jiang Yufen is gone, Su Jianguo has become a strict father.
Someone has to control the child when she makes mistakes and let her know how much it hurts.
