"You... woman, I don't care about you." Xiao Gu Junbiao's face flushed red, and he groaned for a long time before he uttered such a sentence.

Ma Xiaoling couldn't help laughing after a 'puchi': "Hahaha...it's really ridiculous, why care about it? Idiot, you Chinese idiot; it should be better to think about it!"

"Is there a difference between a catty and a catty? Don't they both mean the same thing." The young Gu Junbiao was quite cute, and he blushed and scratched his messy curly hair with his hands; Dudu Said something yelling.

Ma Xiaoling's side was not much better, because when she laughed too hard, she accidentally affected the injury on her back; she let out a muffled snort, her face wrinkled in pain.

"Hey...you, is it okay?"

Gu Junbiao looked at Ma Xiaoling who was sitting next to him with a face of pain, and carefully stretched out a hand to poke the other person's body; don't look at Ju Junbiao's arrogant and stinky tone just now, he knew it well Very; if it wasn't for the little girl beside me who used her body to protect her just now, the person who is crying out for pain should be herself.

"Don't worry, I can't die; even if I really die, my aunt will not ask you to pay for my life." Ma Xiaoling is now four or five years old, and she who is also a child will naturally not be very fond of Gu Junbiao when she speaks. polite.

Gu Junbiao's face blushed, and he said nah, "I... I didn't mean that."

Ma Xiaoling gave Ju Junbiao a strange look: "Yo ho...how rare! You little brat didn't call yourself my master anymore?"

Uh... this uncle is a brat, big sister looks like your own looks smaller than this uncle, right?Gu Junbiao rolled his eyes silently at the side, women are really incomprehensible creatures; the young master Gu Junbiao remembered that he had overheard his old man's words again, and at this moment he was quite I feel the same way.

Gu Junbiao waited for a long time but didn't see the aunt Ma Xiaoling was yelling just now, and looked back curiously; there was no one on the whole beach, uh... Of course, except for him and the little girl in front of him.

Ma Xiaoling looked at Gu Junbiao shaking his head and looking around, and frowned slightly: "Hey, what kind of brat are you looking for!"

"It has been said that my uncle is called Gu Junpyo, and the young master Gu Junpyo of the Republic of Korea Shinhwa Group is my uncle." Gu Junpyo said proudly, puffing out his small chest.

"I've never heard of the Republic of Korea Shinhwa Group. Ma Xiaoling is from Hong Kong!" Ma Xiaoling first gave Ju Junpyo a supercilious look, and then told him about his family; the two children temporarily stopped their quarrel and seemed friendly They chatted cordially: "Gu Junbiao, what are you looking for?"

Gu Junbiao turned his head and looked at Ma Xiaoling pitifully: "Ma Xiaoling, your aunt doesn't want you anymore; since you are my savior, I will reluctantly take you in temporarily."

Gu Junbiao kept his face a little awkwardly, stared at Ma Xiaoling with his mouth tightly pursed and said without blinking.

"Aunt?"

Ma Xiaoling said nonchalantly: "The grown-ups in your family don't want you anymore. My aunt has gone after the zombie king and general. When things are done later, my aunt will naturally come back to pick me up."

When Ma Xiaoling followed Ma Danna to hunt down the zombie king general, this was not the first time this happened; Ma Xiaoling was obviously used to it, so she waved her hand indifferently.

"Axi, who is the general of the zombie king?" Gu Junbiao asked in confusion.

"That has nothing to do with you, even if you tell me, you won't understand." Ma Xiaoling is also a child at heart, and the ancestral precepts of the Ma family are not very binding on her now; she suddenly remembered the words she had heard just now. Hearing what Gu Junbiao said, his eyes rolled; in his heart, there was a faint intention to play tricks on the other party.

She turned her head and stared at Gu Junbiao carefully for a long time, tsk tsk... She didn't know that she didn't look carefully just now, it turned out that this little boy named Gu Junbiao looked like a dog; no, It should be quite cute; when he grows up, he will be a super handsome guy.

Under a head of slightly curly hair is a pair of watery black eyes. Looking at the corners of the slightly raised mouth, you can tell that this guy must be a bad fart; the most important thing is the combination of big watery eyes and curly short hair Together, no matter how you look at it, it gives people a very cute and handsome super cute feeling.

He was wearing a beige casual suit on his upper body, but it looked gray by visual inspection now; his lower body was a pair of black jeans with a silver chain, and he could tell that the other party should be from a good background.

Hmm... This little kid looks pretty good, Ma Xiaoling stared at Ju Junbiao for a long time; then nodded in satisfaction.

"Ma Xiaoling, you're staring at me; you want to be a god?" Looking at Ma Xiaoling's smiling face, Gu Junbiao suddenly felt chills running down his back.

"I seem to have heard someone say that I was his savior just now. I wonder if I heard it wrong?" Ma Xiaoling threw out her bait and said with a smile.

"That's right, this is what my uncle said."

Gu Junbiao straightened his chest and pursed his lips and said, "Ma Xiaoling, don't worry that you saved my uncle; my parents will definitely reward you heavily."

"No, no, no..."

A strange smile appeared on Ma Xiaoling's face: "Ju Junbiao, you can speak Chinese! Have you ever heard of a saying in China that goes like this, you should give your life to save your life!"

"The grace of life-saving, promise for a lifetime?" Gu Junbiao murmured to himself, and suddenly his eyes widened, pointing at Ma Xiaoling in disbelief and shouting: "Axi, you...Ma Xiaoling , you actually want my uncle to promise you his whole life; are you crazy?"

"Promise me for the rest of your life?" Ma Xiaoling suddenly touched her chin and laughed: "For the grace of saving life, promise for the rest of your life? It looks pretty good too!"

Please generals are not as good as aggressive generals. Sometimes the words left by the Chinese ancestors are also useful in many other countries; for example, it is the same as it is now.

Ma Xiaoling curled her lips unceremoniously and said with disdain: "Is it possible that Gu Junbiao's life-saving grace is not repaid, is it also the so-called fine tradition of your Republic of Korea?"

Ma Xiaoling knew that a proud kid like Ju Junbiao would definitely not be able to help but agree to her own words when she heard her words!

Sure enough, as soon as Ma Xiaoling finished speaking, Gu Junbiao said without even thinking: "Huh...does Ma Xiaoling look like that? We promise each other for the rest of our lives, no one is afraid of anyone!"

Ma Xiaoling nodded in satisfaction, um... this little brat is pretty good!

"Here, here you are!" Ma Xiaoling took out a safety rope made of red rope from her pocket, probably her first finished product or something; the craftsmanship of this safety rope seems a bit rough, not very delicate look.

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