The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

"Good evening, brother neighbor!"

Jiang Mianmian smiled so that Xiaomi's teeth raised slightly, her pretty face was full of false smiles.

The man's pupils lit up, his slender fingers curled up unconsciously, and he knocked lightly on the car door. After a while, he invited with joy: "Brother wants to invite you as a guest, do you want to?"

"It's so late..." Jiang Mianmian subconsciously wanted to refuse.

The man grinned his red lips, revealing his cold teeth, his pupils were dark and constricted, like a snake quietly lurking in the silent night.

Wait for the prey to move slowly, then strike quickly and kill with one blow.

For some reason, Jiang Mianmian suddenly felt a chill go down her spine, and she couldn't continue with her tactful refusal.

"Brother neighbor, do you need me to take you home?" She held back and asked with her eyes bent.

The man smiled, laughing so creepily.

"Brother?" Jiang Mianmian pretended to be puzzled.

The young man raised his eyebrows, but suddenly he maneuvered the wheelchair back two meters, and then waved his hand at Jiang Mianmian in the night that was infested with thin mist.

"Forget it, let the cutie go home today!"

Jiang Mianmian: "..."

so easy?So what is the reason why he is blocked here so much?
But no matter what, Jiang Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, when facing him, there was always an unconscious tension in her heart. He smiled softly, but she would unconsciously be afraid.

"Goodbye, brother!" Jiang Mianmian suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her mind, and waved to the man with a smile.

Then, she closed the car window and quickly said, "Uncle Li, let's go!"

The pitch-black car, like a howling beast in the dark night, quickly disappeared from the man's eyes.

After some time, a woman wearing a well-tailored lady's white suit appeared behind the man's wheelchair. The woman's face was plain, showing only traces of beauty. Although she was well maintained, she was about 50 years old. Her eyes were deep and respectful. bowed his head.

"Little master, things are cleaned up!" She bowed her head, her voice was indescribably cold and hoarse.

Hearing this, the young man withdrew his distant gaze, his pupils covered with a layer of icy coldness with a smile on his face, and said indifferently: "Push me back!"

Aunt Sun held the wheelchair obediently. The heavy wheelchair held no weight in her palm. Even when going uphill, she didn't even frown.

But her brows were tightly wrinkled, looking a little puzzled.

There seemed to be eyes behind the young man, and he smiled slightly: "Aunt Sun, what are you thinking?"

Aunt Sun's fingers froze slightly, she was silent for a while, and said: "I just don't understand why the little master helped that little girl deal with the killer's ambush!"

In her opinion, Jiang Mianmian is just a prettier child. There are many beautiful children in the family, but the little master never cares about any children, and never even allows anyone to approach him.

Once, a child tried to get close to the little master, but his hands and feet were bitten off by the beast raised by the little master. From then on, he could only become a useless person.

But it also made people fear and covet the position next to the little master.

But no one dared to approach it wantonly.

In the dark night, hiding the gaze of the hunter, the young man in the wheelchair laughed briskly.

"Don't worry about things you shouldn't care about, Aunt Sun, you want me to send you back!"

Hearing this, Aunt Sun's originally heartless and stern expression was tainted with a layer of deep horror, and the fingers holding the wheelchair almost sank deep into the flesh.

"I overstepped, Master!"

A soft smile can't dispel the cold killing intent. No one understands better than Aunt Sun. Once she is sent back, what awaits her is endless torture. A servant abandoned by his master has no right to live.

……

October [-]th.

The weather is fine, the sun is shining brightly, with a slightly cool wind, people can't help but want to squint their eyes and sleep late.

Jiang Mianmian rolled back and forth on the big pink princess bed for several times before sitting up dazedly, thin golden flakes in her confused pupils.

Do you have something to do today?
Maybe not!

She yawned and let herself fall again.

A moment later, Uncle Lin's elegant and steady voice faintly sounded from outside the door: "I need bodyguards... Yuanyuan... I won the bid, it's okay!"

Jiang Mianmian's ears perked up, winning the bid?

That's right, Yuanyuan is going to participate in the bidding meeting today!

She jumped out of the bed with her short legs, and her pink rabbit ear pajamas hopped and jumped with her movements, revealing a full childishness.

She hurriedly opened the door, revealing a little furry head, and shouted, "Yuanyuan?"

Wearing a small black suit, with a delicate but indifferent face, the vassal Yuan who looked like a doll slowly turned around and looked at Jiang Mianmian with a faint look.

Jiang Mianmian blinked her eyelashes and asked, "Does Yuanyuan want me to go with you?"

After asking this sentence, Jiang Mianmian suddenly woke up. It was not a question of whether she would accompany Feng Chenyuan, but a question of not being able to get in if there was no invitation letter.

Vassal Yuan was stunned.Said: "If you want to go, but..."

"Give Yuanyuan a cheering hug, I believe you can do it!" Jiang Mianmian didn't wait for him to finish, ran over a few steps, hugged Feng Chenyuan affectionately, and said in a waxy and soft voice, "Even if you don't It doesn't matter, we can wait for the next time."

Although Yuanyuan is very smart, the bidding meeting he participated in is not an ordinary bidding meeting. Where there are big bosses, not only the family background, but also the ability to be hardcore.

Yuanyuan is still young, so there will be more opportunities in the future!
Hearing this, the vassal Yuan paused slightly, and retorted: "No!"

What he wants to do, only allows success, never fails.

"Yeah, I know Yuanyuan is very good, and she will succeed!" Jiang Mianmian agreed obediently.

The tone was quite helpless to coax a child.

Looking at her indulgent eyes and soothing expression, Feng Chenyuan felt a little complicated in his heart.

Then, with a cold face, he repeated again: "I will not fail!"

This time, Jiang Mianmian finally sensed the seriousness in his tone, she raised her eyes to look at Feng Chenyuan's serious eyes, only to see a dark and firm streamer.

That stream of light seemed to be a sharp long sword, cutting through thorns and thorns between heaven and earth, and reflected fiercely in Jiang Mianmian's eyes.

At that moment, Jiang Mianmian finally restrained the hesitation in his heart.

Yes, Feng Chenyuan has never been a weak person. Even if he is a child, the wolf with cold fangs is enough to make people awe-inspiring.

Jiang Mianmian smiled slowly, bared her white teeth, looked at the vassal Yuan seriously, and said, "I'm waiting for Yuanyuan to come back after victory!"

Feng Chenyuan's serious expression was cracked, and a slight smile flashed across his dark eyes.

He said: "Good!"

Jiang Mianmian took a step back and waved at him obediently: "Bye!"

"I'll be back soon!" Vassal Yuan nodded solemnly.

Then, he turned around and left, his small figure was quite tough, suddenly, Jiang Mianmian seemed to see the majestic and indifferent boss in the rumors in his previous life.

Jiang Mianmian couldn't help rubbing her eyes, and when she looked again, she only saw the gentle side face of the vassal Yuan.

So, it was just an illusion, right?