The group pet is three and a half years old: her little milk bag is so cute

Chapter 235

Shen Jisui nodded: "En."

"I see that your relationship seems to be very good, are you friends?"

There was a touch of probing in Zhou Wen's tone, and it seemed to be a joke.

After all, children are often more willing to play with their peers. A boy like Shen Jisui may be more willing to be with boys of his own age, rather than with the three-year-old doll in front of him who can't even speak clearly. friend.

Without a moment's hesitation, Shen Jisui admitted directly: "She is my friend."

He didn't understand the meaning of Zhou Wen's words, but at the end, he didn't forget to add: "More than that, she is still very important to me."

Hearing this answer, Zhou Wen's face darkened instantly.

She suddenly opened her mouth and said without thinking: "No, Xiao Sui, you shouldn't protect that child like this. You don't even know what's under her innocent skin..."

In the middle of Zhou Wen's speech, she suddenly stopped talking.

Although he didn't understand the deep meaning of Zhou Wen's words, Shen Jisui sensed something was wrong.

He immediately stopped in his tracks, frowned and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

But Zhou Wen didn't want to reveal another word, she just shook her head, and told Shen Jisui seriously: "Don't worry about what I just said.

Xiao Sui, you just need to remember that I am your aunt, and I am the only person in this interstellar world who will not love and harm you.Listen to my aunt's advice, stay away from that child. "

Fearing that Shen Jisui would continue to question, Zhou Wen walked away after saying this.

Shen Jisui was the only one left standing there, pondering over the meaning of Zhou Wen's words.

What's under the skin...
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Pei's banquet hall.

In order to make the birthday party more meaningful, Pei Yan specially added the auction of private treasures to the activities of the birthday party.

Pei Yan is very clear about his position. He is a vulgar businessman. Even if he gets some rare treasures, famous paintings and cultural relics, he won't be able to appreciate them. He might as well sell them at auction.

On the one hand, the baby can find an owner who appreciates it, and on the other hand, donating the money from the auction to those in need is also considered a good deed.

With Pei Yan's announcement, the birthday auction started.

Not wanting to stay with a group of strangers below, Xiao Tao Zhi moved a small bench and sat on the far side of the stage.

The huge and thick curtain will cover her small body.

The people sitting below were either rich or expensive, and they all sold generously. The auction went smoothly.

"900 million three times! Deal!"

The auctioneer excitedly knocked on the hammer: "So far, this ancient painting has sold for the highest price in this field!"

He took a sip of water, and the attendant pushed the next auction item onto the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our upcoming auction is—"

The auctioneer excitedly lifted the covering cloth, and shouted according to the name written on the glass cover: "The painting "My Good Dads", the author is the No.1 winner of the Good Doll Cup in the second class of the Federal Kindergarten... Tao Zhi Drawn by children..."

"Ok??"

The more the auctioneer read it, the more he felt something was wrong, and the people below were even more disappointed.

How can a child's work be put up for auction?

Someone must have accidentally made a mistake.

Looking at the painting again, the auctioneer laughed awkwardly, then picked up the cloth that fell on the ground, and wanted to cover it again.

Suddenly.

A crisp little milk voice suddenly sounded: "Wait a minute!"

The auctioneer paused when he covered the painting.

On the other side of the stage, a short winter melon that only reached his thigh was hurriedly running onto the stage with its short legs.

Because he was running so fast, the little guy was still panting heavily, and his little face showed two blushes: "Uncle... this painting is a painting of Zhizhi! Zhizhi... also wants to help those who need help." Do your part! That's why...that's why I donated my paintings."

The auctioneer frowned instantly.

This little brat came from nowhere, and didn't even look at the occasion, so he ran up to make trouble.

Under the curious eyes of the guests below, the auctioneer turned off the microphone, and then said disgustedly:
"Little kid, this is a charity auction for the richest man in Kenya. It's not a place for you to play. Hurry up and don't make trouble here!"

The auctioneer pushed and shoved, Xiao Taozhi was forced to take a few steps back, she quickly hugged to the side, and put the bars on both sides of the auction trolley.

Using hands and feet together, hanging above it like a koala, shaking his little head vigorously, staring pitifully at the auctioneer: "Uncle, don't chase Zhi Zhi away, Zhi Zhi is not making trouble!"

Looking at Xiao Tao Zhi's soft little face, the auctioneer's heart softened, and he stifled the idea of ​​lifting someone up and throwing him down.

Just don't know what to do.

At this time, an unquestionable order suddenly came out of his ears.

Different from the loose and unruly tone of the past, that voice is extraordinarily cool.

"Cooperate with her."

The auctioneer hurriedly glanced around, only to see Pei Yan standing there with a walkie-talkie behind the curtain on the side of the stage.

A pair of extraordinarily deep peach-blossom eyes were staring at them at this moment.

A look of surprise flashed in the auctioneer's eyes.

Boss Pei actually indulged a young child to make trouble at such a big event? !
I don't know who it is, and reminded him through the headset: "Xiao Fang, the little girl on the stage is our President Pei's daughter!"

These words were like an atomic bomb, which exploded in his ears, making his head roar!

The scalp suddenly went numb, and immediately after that, there was a chill down the spine.

His pupils shrank, and he looked at the little Tao Zhi at his feet.

Just now, he seemed to be...

Pushed Mr. Pei's daughter...

There was no movement on the stage for a long time, and the guests in the audience gradually became restless, and some guests even left their seats.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the auctioneer immediately came back to his senses. Even if the group panicked, they still had to have the professionalism they should have.

He said without changing his face: "Ladies and gentlemen, there was just a small episode just now, and the auction is now continuing."

"Today, we are very honored to have the author of this painting, Tao Zhi, on stage."

Seeing that the auctioneer didn't intend to drive him down, Xiao Tao Zhi came down.

Among the vast crowd, the little guy saw Shen Jisui at a glance, and she excitedly waved her white and tender paws at the young man.

Shen Jisui was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in response.

Sitting in the first row of the guest seats, Xiao Yucheng stared at Xiao Taozhi on the stage, and asked strangely, "Little Bean Sprouts, who are you saying hello to?"

(End of this chapter)