Tigers ban coveting

The little white tiger lost all momentum, trying to recall today's tipping list.

At least today, no, not all the top rewards...

My face hurts and my heart hurts.

Duan Wuxin nestled back into the chair again, exhausted from all the strength, and still had one last breath to check the reward.

The bright and shining list made Hu desperate, and he only hoped that what he said just now hadn't happened.

Ji Mei didn't think that an animal had so many brain circuits, and it was still able to output energy, which pierced her heart.

"I started watching your live broadcast about two years ago, and I feel very kind. This has basically become my bedtime task."

Stop talking, stop talking, you're going to die.

The tiger's claw moved slightly, Duan Wuxin was thinking in his heart.

After deducting today's reward from Rank One, there are still 15 left, barely saving face.

He revived his morale and quickly adjusted the bottom line, "First transfer you 15, and make up the rest."

Ji Mei understood instantly, and she couldn't help laughing: "What do you mean by digging me out, fans treat them differently?"

"No, I just think you are a family, it's not good." Duan Wuxin didn't know how to explain her stubbornness.

After all, the little white tiger also wants face.

Duan Wuxin shrunk his palms and asked persistently, "Give me the card number."

This time and again, Ling Junhan almost laughed.

How many times did the money he tipped come back to his pocket today?

With a rate of return as high as [-]%, investment and financial management can't make money like this.

"It's funny, who wants to take your money. You haven't eaten yet, eat quickly, so as not to say that I abused you." Ling Junhan said with a smile.

By the way, he raised his hand and rang the bell on the door, ordering Xiaobai to bring the food.

Duan Wuxin lowered his head with a gloomy expression on his face.

How can I send you money and don't want it, don't pull it down.

The topic of meal expenses has come to an end for the time being.

Ji Mei stared straight at Duan Wuxin, looked up and down, and touched Ling Junhan with her elbow: "Don't say it, they really look like them."

"The white tigers all look about the same." Ling Junhan frowned, retorting reflexively.

Duan Wuxin raised his head, feeling that the topic was related to him, so he interrupted and asked, "Who do you look like?"

Ling Junhan was very defensive, and cut off the topic directly: "No one."

Mysterious and mysterious, don't talk if you don't talk.

Duan Wuxin saw that the meal that Xiaobai brought back was still the same as before, this time even the milk was gone.

Sure enough, if you don't give money, you don't have power.

With his head sullen, he grasped the dry food, chewing slowly in small bites.

Sure enough, when Ling Junhan went to this stop, even eating became much smoother.

All went well and barely filled my stomach.

Ji Mei stared at him eating with her chin propped up, and then looked at the weather outside the window, it was sunny today.

"Xinxin has been here for two days, and she hasn't visited the Marshal's Mansion yet. You can go out and play when you're full."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie." Duan Wuxin agreed vaguely.

He has indeed been staying at home since that day, and he doesn't like to run around very much, besides, he is quite comfortable in the master bedroom.

Besides, as long as you go out in the past, the chance of disaster will increase.

Duan Wuxin glanced out of the window, seeing the rare warm winter sun.

Some heart.

However, it is impossible for him to let Ling Junhan accompany him.

Forget it, luck didn't count on this, so go by yourself.

Duan Wuxin finished eating the meat, wiped his mouth with a napkin very politely, and then jumped off the desk wagging his tail.

He swaggered past the mother-child group, and greeted politely, "Then I'm out?"

"Well, go ahead, don't go out the door, and be careful of being abducted." Ling Junhan reminded him half-threateningly that it was really not peaceful recently.

Duan Wuxin couldn't reply to him, so she could only follow up meekly: "I will be obedient."

Ji Mei is a veteran fan, and she is very familiar with Duan Wuxin's temper.

Now seeing that the usually irritable little white tiger has become extremely well-behaved, she even suspects that her son has drugged behind his back.

She watched the gentle figure leave slowly, her puzzled expression remained undiminished, "Is he listening to you so much?"

Ling Junhan also followed her gaze, and didn't come back to his senses until Xiaobai disappeared from sight.

He lowered his eyes, and his tone was not serious: "Maybe your son eats all humans and animals?"

"Show face." Ji Mei scolded him, "By the way, where does he sleep at night?"

Ling Junhan raised his chin slightly and pointed to the bed next to him: "Sleep with me."

Ji Mei glanced at the big bed in the middle with disgust, and shook her head again and again, "Tsk, no, I've wronged him too much, he used to live by himself. Hurry up and get him a special house. Marshal, you Just treat your child bride like this?"

"What a mess, you still say you are addicted?" Ling Junhan closed his eyes, tried to stand in the perspective of another species, and thought for a while.

"However, he has been acting cute and pretending to be good in the past two days. I suspect that I am here, so he is uncomfortable."

He was wondering if Duan Wuxin was frightened by the joke he said two days ago, and he just wanted to tease him.

He was obviously so arrogant before, but now he is under the fence of others, but he seems aggrieved.

"Then why don't you vacate the land quickly! Now! Immediately!" Ji Mei stuffed the money back into her bag, her face restored to pride.

Before leaving, she still poked her son with her fingertips, "Take care of Xinxin, I will check regularly."

Ling Junhan was so annoyed that he waved away people, "Understood, let's go."

Watching Ji Mei leave, Ling Junhan sat back in the chair in the study, and clicked on Duan Wuxin's live broadcast to watch.

He quickly finished the live broadcast for a few hours, and found that Duan Wuxin, who was alone at home, did not demolish the house, did not run around, and was actually very good.

I read a book all day and didn't move.

Well, it deserves praise.

Ling Junhan clicked on the shopping website, recalled the list given by the curator Duan, and ordered a bunch of snacks and toys.

Staring at the pile of colorful things, I realized what I had done after a while, and the fingers sliding on the screen suddenly stopped.

It seems that there is too much attention paid to Duan Wuxin.

He stroked his hair back, laughed at himself, and said, "I'm really raising him as a son."

After finishing all these things, Ling Junhan reapplied medicine on the wound on his hand, then went down from the second floor to the gate, and raised his hand to greet several gardeners to come over.

"You guys stop what you're doing and clean up the empty house in the north."

As soon as these words came out, a bunch of people dropped their jaws in shock and widened their eyes.

Gardener A: "That house has been idle for so long, who wants to move in?"

Gardener B: "Didn't you say to keep it as a wedding room in the future? Could it be that there is a new wife?"

Gardener C: "This is big news, so where is Mrs. Ling? We also want to see."

Ling Junhan, a widow from a lonely family, snorted coldly: "Without a wife, I will live with Duan Wuxin."

When he moved in at the beginning, Ji Mei specially found someone to decorate the single house in the north. It was too exaggerated, and she was waiting for the future mistress to move in.

It's just that now it seems that they won't be able to get married for a while, but it's cheaper for that little white tiger.

He thought that Duan Wuxin lived alone in the past, and if he was more comfortable, he might be able to restore his previous personality.

To be honest, being as violent and direct as before, is actually more real and bloody.

Let him squirm and pretend to be cute, both of them are quite awkward.

Besides, this hardcore coquettish...

Ling Junhan looked down at the wound on the palm of his hand and the teeth marks on the tiger's mouth.

It's hard to say, a hand injury.

After finishing the order, Ling Junhan turned on the communicator to check the documents just sent, and Ling Jiamu sent a bunch of investigation reports on the Beast Soul Project.

Li Yingyi started the project much earlier than he imagined.

Preparations began more than ten years ago, and the content is unknown.

This underground project has never been put on the surface, and there are not many clues revealed.

He frowned and turned from the beginning to the end, temporarily unable to find any connection with Duan Wuxin.

Ling Junhan's eyes drifted to a group of furry running figures in the distance, and then he looked back at the gossiping gardeners, and ordered lightly: "What are you doing in a daze, go clean up the room, and move tonight."

The gardener scattered like birds and beasts, and walked towards Duan Wuxin with his hands in his pockets.

The little thing did have a lot of fans. After a while, it attracted a large group of people to watch, and even a few technicians came from the research institute.

However, the little white tiger's expression was very cold, with a look of alienation that strangers should not get close to, no one dared to come forward to talk to him.

After all, no matter how small you are, you are still a tiger.

Or the one with the bad temper.

Ling Junhan walked closer with his long legs, raised his chin and whistled, successfully attracting attention.

Duan Wuxin looked back at him, his eyes paused for a second, and he quickly ran to him in a circle: "You haven't left yet?"

"Just explain something and leave. Do you like it here?"

"The greenery is okay."

There is quite a bit of room to speak, just make do.

"Then run two more laps, the tiger should have a lot of exercise."

Thinking of what happened just now, Ling Junhan teased again, "Don't worry, I can still afford the appetite of many tigers."

Duan Wuxin felt ashamed, raised her paw and scratched her face, and replied muffledly, "Oh, I see."

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was quite harmonious, the onlookers approached slowly step by step, forming a silent circle.

Among the crowd, someone slowly stretched out his hand, eager to try: "Boss, can I touch it?"

Ling Junhan stared back blankly, "Who allowed you to run out for work?"

"Curious, I used to watch live broadcasts, but now it's rare to see my real body..."

"Touch it to double your luck. I already have 1 wishes in my mind."

"It looks so soft, but the eyes are so fierce!"

Ling Junhan was expressionless, and let go a little: "Okay, I allow you to watch for another 30 seconds."

Duan Wuxin raised his eyes and peeked at Ling Junhan. The way he scolded others with a cold face at the moment was indeed very cruel.

He carefully padded his feet and rubbed a few steps towards Ling Junhan's feet, enjoying the short-lived light of luck.

Ah, it's warm and comfortable.

There was a bunch of fluff around his feet, Ling Junhan obviously misunderstood what he meant.

He's acting cute again, probably because the tone of reprimand just now scared him.

squeamish.

With a soft tone, he pointed at the three people at random: "Don't you guys want to watch him? Race and run with him, and watch enough."

"Running?" The subordinate almost bit his tongue, "With a tiger?"

Ling Junhan's tone was calm: "Well, you don't want to?"

"No, I would like to, come on."

Several people geared up and started to warm up before running.

The rest of them all watched the show, which was much more fun than going to work.

Ling Junhan's eyes fell on Duan Wuxin, and his voice softened a little: "How about it, I'll find someone to play with you, and be happy?"

What?Running with three people?

Is he trying to give me a bad blow and take the opportunity to exhaust me to death?

In Duan Wuxin's eyes, this matter turned into corporal punishment and abuse.

Duan Wuxin stood in place with an unhappy expression on his face.

OK, run and run.

This king runs away to kill you.

Duan Wuxin glanced at the three of them coldly, stretched his limbs and stretched, then nodded slightly, "Start."

Before the words were finished, the three of them rushed away collectively with a tacit understanding, speechless.

Kick your legs, get down, hold your breath, and exert your strength.

In less than half a second, Duan Wu rushed out without looking back.

The surrounding trees have become shadows, the cold wind is blowing on the face, it is very cold, but also very refreshing.

He hadn't run so freely for a long time.

Because I am often worried about sudden accidents, I spend most of my time at home and are forced to stay at home.

But, the king of beasts, his instincts are still there.

In just a second of effort, he managed to overtake the waste wood trio and ran to a further place.

After a while, it disappeared from sight and turned into a small white dot.

Within half an hour, the three turned back out of breath: "Boss, I can't catch up. Next time, let your army come and run, we can't bear to do technical work."

Ling Junhan stood lazily by the lawn smoking a cigarette, and asked in a low voice, "Where are the others?"

The short man replied: "...run away."

The sun had already set, the twilight was heavy, the surroundings were shrouded in a layer of blackness, and the vision became dim.

The temperature has plummeted and the forecast calls for snow tonight.

Ling Junhan paused, stubbed out the cigarette, and became a little worried.

This little white tiger won't take the opportunity to escape, he should install a locator on him.

He was about to order a few people to look for him, but before he could say anything, he saw a white figure running back in his field of vision.

There was a small expression of "please praise me" on his face irresistibly, and he wagged his tail flamboyantly.

Ling Junhan breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart fell back to its original place.

I also know that when I come back, I didn't raise them for two days in vain.

He bent down and pinched his furry ears, then rubbed them hard again, half-educating: "Run so far? Are you afraid of getting lost?"

"You let me run away." Duan Wuxin shook her tail again, her tone couldn't hide her arrogance.

See how obedient and capable I am.

So well-behaved, so cute, like it, love it.

"Well, it's amazing, they can't run away from you." Ling Junhan bent his lips and opened his mouth to praise.

Come around like this, it does seem to be more energetic.

Duan Wuxin broke out in a little sweat, and shook his head to shake the hair that was blown by the wind, thinking about the time of taking a bath together last night.

After exercising, take a comfortable bath, feel happy.

He crossed Ling Junhan, took careless steps, and prepared to go back home.

Just as he stepped forward, his neck was pinched by Ling Junhan.

"Wait a moment."

"What are you doing?" Duan Wuxin put his four paws on the ground and forcibly braked.

Ling Junhan looked at the gardeners who came over and asked, "Is it done?"

The man replied: "It's almost there, you can move now."

Ling Junhan nodded, easily grabbed Duan Wuxin, half-armed his two wobbling calves and pressed them into his arms, while walking towards the independent building in the north.

Duan Wuxin was still wagging her tail, unable to hide her complacency.

It seems that today's earning performance has initially paid off, and Ling Junhan hugged him again.

With her cheek against her chest and her forehead against the second button, she was in a very intimate position.

In a few days, I will be reluctant to kill him.

Then, you can open the road and enjoy the aura of the God of Destiny comfortably.

The dream is beautiful, but the road is not very familiar.

Duan Wuxin looked at more and more remote directions, and finally couldn't help asking: "Where are we going?"

"You'll know when you get there." Ling Junhan weighed his round buttocks and walked slowly.

It's also because the Marshal's Mansion was built too big before, and it was a bit strenuous to walk.

After a while, Duan Wuxin squinted his eyes and saw a dark house standing alone at the end of the path.

The three-storey building is dimly lit, with a lush forest behind it, and the shadow of the moon is shining, making it look eerie.

Before he could react, Ling Junhan pushed open the heavy door to enter, bent over and placed him in the cold main hall.

There was a smell of disinfectant in the room, and Duan Wuxin couldn't help sneezing.

He raised his head and looked around. The decoration was pretty good.

that is.......

It's dark and cold, and there's no life in the air, what the hell is this place.

Ling Junhan walked to the entrance, raised his hand and turned on the light in the living room, and the dim room suddenly became brighter.

He turned around and explained: "This is where you will live in the future. If you need anything, ring the bell at the door, and someone will come."

Duan Wuxin stared angrily, and repeated uncertainly: "I live here?"

"Well, this place has never been lived in, and it has been empty for many years."

Every time Ling Junhan added a word, Duan Wuxin's heart sank a little.

Duan Wuxin trembled all over and fell into despair: "I live by myself?"

Looking at his nervous expression, Ling Junhan thought that he disliked living together, and he was even more convinced of his decision: "There will be no one else, just you, and you can do whatever you want."

Duan Wuxin turned around violently, is he going to separate from him?

Therefore, Ling Junhan didn't like soft ones, so he made a mistake.

He recalled that every time he pretended to be good, Ling Junhan always looked at a fool.

The epiphany of hindsight, it is too late.

Duan Wuxin sighed again, sure enough, he made a mistake.

What does he like?

A man's heart, a needle under the sea.

After Ling Junhan finished explaining, he looked at the time, "I asked Xiaobai to help you move the things here. I have something else to do, so I will come see you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he bent down and patted his head comfortingly, then turned and closed the door.

Who wants you to donate a few minutes to see me!

Duan Wuxin looked at the ruthlessly leaving figure, and then looked around the lifeless surroundings.

Very good, not only is the god of luck gone, but it has been thrown even further.

There was really nowhere to vent the anger that had been pent up for days.

The whole resentment almost gushed out of his throat.

He slapped the coffee table in the center of the living room with his palm, and several cracks appeared precisely on the marble table top.

As if puzzled, Duan Wuxin ran a few laps in place, and angrily yelled at the air a few times.

This king is acting like a baby to you, flirting with you, betraying my own nature.

He also worked hard to make money, just to pay a little living expenses!

And you!Nasty Twolegs!

You actually threw me into the limbo!