Traveling Through the Stars

  Chapter 1399 The boss has grown up

  Huang Xinling looked at her father and replied: "I'm back."

  Ms. Huang's expression is also very well controlled. She is a mother and puts her children first. She has been observing Huang Xinling's expression carefully throughout the process. After finishing the last time, Patriarch Huang stretched out his big hand and pressed it on his daughter's head.

  Luo Bi was not there, Mrs. Huang carried Huang Xinling back to the bedroom, and sat on the bed.

   Xue Zhijiao moved the small bench and sat down, and asked in a low voice: "Huang Xinling, how do you feel?"

  Huang Xinling nestled in her mother’s arms without saying a word, the little girl looked listless and listless. Patriarch Huang leaned over and glanced, motioning everyone to try their best to keep quiet, he still held a cooking spoon in his hand.

  Ms. Huang said: "Xinling, you can sleep when you are sleepy."

  Huang Xinling was very obedient and motionless, closing her big eyes for a while and then opening them, as if she would fall asleep at any time.

  The rain was fierce, the majestic rain came after another, and the sky outside became darker and groggy. From time to time, thunder and lightning flashed, and the outside world was shrouded in rain, and the wind-swept trees swayed chaotically.

   Luo Bifeng ran home with fire, went into the house and chopped a piece of bamboo and ran out, Feng Ling chased to the yard: "What are you going to do?"

  The rain was heavy, and the heavy rain fell on the ground and crackled. Luo Bi shook the bamboo knot in his hand: "Isn't the bamboo fruit wine that I brewed has a nourishing effect? ​​I will send a section to Huang Xinling, but it doesn't work."

  Fengling wanted to say something but stopped, only saying: "Come back earlier."

   "Got it." Luo Bi got on the suspended car and the sports car left.

   When Luo Bi returned to the Huang’s villa, Huang Xinling had already fallen asleep in a daze. Xue Zhijiao and Huang’s guards all stayed in the yard to watch the rain, discussing the consequences of the rain.

  The planting field may accumulate water, and it needs to be drained after the rain.

Luo Bi escaped the rain and ran into the living room. When Mr. Huang went downstairs, he shook the bamboo joints and said, "The bamboo fruit wine I brewed, Aunt Zhu and they all said it has nourishing effect. Would you like to give Huang Xinling a drink? "

   Patriarch Huang went to get the cup without saying a word, and Luo Bi followed one step: “It doesn’t necessarily work, if you don’t want to give Huang Xinling anything to drink, it doesn’t taste good, it’s astringent.”

  Patriarch Huang took a cup with a small moving pattern from the bamboo cabinet, turned around and stretched out his hand to Luo Bi: “It’s okay, as long as it’s good for the body and tastes astringent, it’s okay. Give it to me!”

  How can you talk so well? Luo Bi handed out the bamboo joint: "I thought Patriarch Huang would not give Huang Xinling a drink. If you don't want it, I'm going to take it back. Patriarch Huang won't see if you can drink it. Don't rely on me if you drink it."

   Patriarch Huang smiled: "Don't worry, it's not your fault."

  Although it is said that there must be no harm and defensiveness, but for Luo Bi, the Huang Patriarch can still be trusted. Patriarch Huang knew the virtues of his children, he was disgusted and unpleasant, but he followed Robbie for a while and became the boss.

   Patriarch Huang looked in his eyes and hoped that his daughter and Robbie would get closer, isn’t it just a bit ugly? What's the matter? It doesn't hurt Huang Xinling to take some bitterness.

  It's rare that Luo Bi is willing to take Huang Xinling with him. How can Patriarch Huang fail to see what is good or bad?

  Patriarch Huang opened the bamboo joint and only sniffed, he knew the value of this bamboo joint bamboo fruit wine. He carefully poured a glass of bamboo fruit wine, put the bamboo joints, and then carried them upstairs.

   Xue Zhijiao ran into the living room from outside and followed Luo Bi upstairs.

  Huang Xinling took a sip of bamboo fruit wine, sticking out his tongue and humming, “It’s not good.”

  (End of this chapter)