Quickly cross the boss, he is in love to death

Chapter 311 The Whole Network Is Picking Her Vest 47
The next day, when Ying Ge got up, he didn't see Wen Gui.

But there was a note on the table.

【I will make money to support you. 】

Ying Ge asked Xiao Charcoal, "Is he really going out to make money?"

Little Charcoal: "Yes! I went out early in the morning"

Ying Ge nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Little Charcoal: "Aren't you wondering where he went and how he made money?"

Ying Ge: "He will tell me when he comes back."

Little Charcoal, who wanted to show off to Ying Ge that he knew what Wen Gui went to do, suddenly withered.

It was humming and chirping.

After tidying up, Ying Ge also left the hotel.

Little Charcoal: "What are we going to do now?"

Ying Ge thought for a while and replied, "Begging for food."

Little Charcoal: "???"

Little Charcoal didn't know whether he should be thankful that the little ancestor was not talking about robbing a bank.

As before, Ying Ge wrote down the eight big characters on the cardboard - penniless, begging online.

Then walk towards the downtown area.

It's just that before Ying Ge could find a suitable place to beg for food, he was found by an emergency.

"Sister, save me! Sister, help!" A crisp cry sounded.

Immediately afterwards, Ying Ge saw a pink and round white dumpling running towards him.

And an arm's length behind him was chasing a man in a black mask.

"Sister, he wants to kidnap and sell me!" The little boy hugged Ying Ge's calf and said with his head raised.

That anxious little look is extremely pitiful no matter how you look at it.

Ying Ge instantly remembered the fear of being dominated by the little boy in the car accident in the first plane.

This kind of soft, small and cute creature is not suitable to be a pet, not to mention that it is not easy to keep, and there are many requirements.

But the little guy seemed to have spotted her, and kept calling "sister", with an obvious pleading in his soft and cute voice.

His little hands held on to Ying Ge's clothes tightly.

"Sister, please help me, I have my own parents, I don't know him!" The little boy looked at the opposite man vigilantly and said, panting hard.

"What nonsense the kid is talking about! I'm sorry, I'm his father." The man bent towards Ying Ge as if to apologize, and then stretched out his hand to pull the kid.

"No! You're not!" The little boy screamed in fear, looking at Ying Ge with pleading eyes and a pale face.

Suddenly meeting such a pair of eyes, Ying Ge's desire to raise human cubs once again stirred up.

"What's your son's name?" Ying Ge opened the man's hand with a flick of his hand.

The man was slightly stunned, but reacted quickly: "It's Derek."

"I'm sorry, the child is really naughty, and he would talk nonsense when he lost his temper with me before."

The little boy was of mixed race, with a delicate appearance, like a porcelain doll.

The man is very satisfied with his answer.

"Oh, really." Ying Ge nodded, then raised his hand and slapped the man on the face.

"I call you Dad." Ying Ge's red lips moved slightly, and he spit out a few words.

"You, you, you..." The man was stunned. He covered his cheeks and looked at Ying Ge with an expression of disbelief.

"What about me? Just asking." Ying Ge gave him a flamboyant smirk, then patted the little boy on the head, "Relax."

The little boy didn't hesitate: "Come on, sister, I like you!"

As he spoke, he took two steps back.

It seemed to make room for Ying Ge.

Only then did the man realize that something was wrong, so he wanted to yell loudly to attract other people.

(End of this chapter)