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

Chapter 32 Slap the bus driver in the face
Xiao Taozhi dug a large spoonful of porridge, pouted his mouth and blew lightly, then lifted it to Lu Ting's mouth, looking at him expectantly with two watery deer eyes.

Lu stopped consciously and wanted to refuse.

In terms of tableware hygiene, the requirements of the presiding judge of the mainland are outrageously high.

Even the bowls and chopsticks at home, he would ask Mama Zhao to wash them four or five times, and take them to kill bacteria for an hour, not to mention the tableware outside, which he would not even touch at ordinary times.

not to mention……

The spoon is still stained with the little guy's saliva.

Lu Ting stretched out his hand to push the spoonful of porridge away, and politely refused: "I'm not hungry, you eat."

"Papa, don't you really want to have a bite? This porridge is delicious~" The little guy stubbornly promoted his favorite porridge.

"No," Lu Ting said casually, "I just woke up, so it's not suitable for me to drink this."

The little guy believed it, and felt like giving up, "That's it, okay then."

Lu Ting pretended to be disappointed: "It's a pity that I can't taste such delicious porridge."

"It's okay, you can drink this porridge after Papa recovers from illness!" Xiao Taozhi comforted innocently.

This kid is so deceitful.

Lu Ting couldn't help but chuckled in his heart.

The doctor who had just entered the ward round overheard the conversation between the two, and kindly reminded him: "Actually, your condition is not serious. You will be fine after a few days of rest. Be careful not to do strenuous exercise in the past few days. As for this porridge, there is nothing wrong with drinking two sips." Yes, after all, it’s not good to inject nutrient solution every day.”

"Uncle doctor, is what you said true?" The little guy raised his face excitedly, and asked with milk.

The doctor's heart softened when Xiao Tao Zhi looked at him, and he replied cheerfully, "Of course, little guy."

"Papa, uncle doctor said you can drink this porridge!"

Xiao Tao Zhi dug a large spoon again and blew it, before sending it to Lu Ting's mouth eagerly.

"That's really...thanks to the doctor." Lu Ting paused, gritting his teeth.

As if he had seen some bitter and bitter enemy, Lu Ting stared at the doctor with eagle-like sharp eyes, and his expression was particularly creepy with a bland smile, wishing to kill him in the next second!

If you can't speak, you can donate your mouth.

The presiding judge Lu gave warning eyes.

The doctor's back felt cold, and he fled with the record book in his hands very perceptively.

"Papa, eat quickly!"

Xiao Tao Zhi's spoon almost poked the man's chin!

Lu Ting pursed his dry thin lips and frowned.

Although he had already eaten the same lollipop with the little guy last time, but that lollipop was so big that he could pick a place where the little guy hadn't chewed.

But this spoon, the little guy has indeed licked it!

And not just one bite.

Lu Ting remained motionless like a stone statue, and Xiao Tao Zhi urged anxiously, "Hurry up, this porridge is going to be cold soon. Open your mouth wide, ah~"

He doesn't want to be like a brat.

Stay for a while.

Lu Ting secretly slandered.

He suddenly snatched the spoon from Xiao Taozhi's hand, poured the porridge into his mouth without the spoon touching him, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Papa, is it good?" Xiao Tao Zhi asked expectantly with her face up.

Naturally, Lu Ting doesn’t even know the taste of porridge in such a way of swallowing jujubes. He only has a strange voice repeating in his head:
"Lu Ting, you're dirty..."

baffling!

Not wanting to disappoint Xiao Taozhi, Lu Ting forcibly extinguished the irritability in his mind, and told a white lie: "It's delicious."

Xiao Taozhi was very happy, and dug another spoonful of porridge and brought it to Lu Ting's mouth: "Then have another sip of the porridge."

Lu Ting: "..."

Surely you can't lie to a child...

Presidential Suite of Nangong Hotel.

Nangong Yao had just finished the SPA, she was nestling leisurely and comfortably on the rose red massage sofa, the gesture of applying nail polish was noble and glamorous.

"Miss Nangong, you are already at the door, do you want to bring it in now?" the housekeeper asked respectfully.

Nangong Yao replied casually: "Bring it in."

"Yes."

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man was escorted in by two black-clothed bodyguards.

"Who are you?! Why are you arresting me? I have never done anything illegal! No matter what you do, you can't force good people! I want to call the police! I want to call the police..."

The middle-aged man who couldn't break free and kept yelling was the bus driver from the previous few days.

Nangong Yao shook her hand, the nail polish brush accidentally slipped out, and the nail was ruined.

"Tsk..." Nangong Yaoliu frowned slightly, picked up the nail remover towel to wipe off the nail polish, and narrowed her eyes impatiently: "Noisy."

The bodyguard immediately took out a handkerchief from his pocket and sealed the driver's mouth tightly.

Nangong Yao smiled and said: "From now on, you only need to answer me yes or no. Nod your head if you are yes, and shake your head if you are no, understand?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." The driver blushed and twisted his body restlessly, trying to break free, but he didn't cooperate at all.

Nangong Yao's bright smile froze suddenly, and she gave the bodyguard a look.

The bodyguard instantly understood that one easily suppressed the man, and the other slapped the driver hard twice, slapping the driver into a daze.

The driver's bearded face immediately turned red, and two huge slap marks were left behind.

"Understood now?" Nangong Yao's eyes dimmed.

She felt pain just listening to the two clear and loud applause.

Why bother?
To be shameless is to be mean, and you have to be slapped twice to be safe!
Then she will be merciful and do as he wishes.

"Hmm..." The driver nodded dully.

Nangong Yao's bewitching eyes were chilling, she asked straightforwardly: "Did a boy get on your bus the afternoon before yesterday?"

"It looks like this." The butler held up Nangong Jue's photo in front of the driver.

There are many people getting on and off the bus every day. The driver stared at the photo and thought for a while before recalling it. He nodded.

"Did you scold him after he got on the bus that day?" Nangong Yao continued to ask.

The driver became excited all of a sudden, but he was speechless for a long time, blushing with anxiety.

Nangong Yao gave a look, and the bodyguard took the handkerchief from the driver's mouth.

The driver hurriedly explained: "It's wrong, I have no grievances with this kid, why would I scold him? I just reminded him to pay the fare, who knows that he is so poor that he can't even pay the interstellar currency , and then I didn’t say anything.”

"Oh? Really?" Nangong Yao blew on the nail polish that hadn't dried out in a dispirited way.

Suddenly, the driver's voice came intermittently from the stereo on the desk: "Where it's cool, stay there... Get out without any money... I'm sure you'll be worthless when you grow up..."

The noise was a bit heavy, as if it was secretly recorded, but it could be heard that the speaker had an extremely bad attitude.

The driver froze.

He never expected that what he said in a fit of anger with a child would be recorded and used to settle accounts with him.

Now he is so regretful that his intestines are green!

"Master driver," Nangong Yao lazily raised her eyelids and parted her red lips, "How do you settle this account?"

　The treasures said, do you want to make a pair of CP for Lu Baba and Miss Nangong? (^[-]^)∙~~
　　Remember to continue to see Sister Yao tomorrow to clean up the people who bullied our younger brother Jue~

　　
　
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