Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Today is Monday, and Qiao Nanchu is in a police uniform: "I'm an intelligence man, I'm not happy to drink Northwest Wind."

Team Cheng felt he was telling himself to drink Northwest Wind.

"Auntie!"

Little Wawa was very enthusiastic, rushed into the ward, grabbed Zhou Xufang's hand, and was about to climb onto the bed. Jiang Zhi had a sharp eye, grabbed her by the back collar and dragged him away.

Little doll name: Huang Dabao.

The child Huang Dabao kept the most fashionable pot head of the kindergarten class, and the collar strangled his neck. He turned his head with difficulty and saw a blue-haired uncle: "Who are you?"

Xiaomei said that uncles with colorful hair are bad uncles. Oh, Xiaomei is his deskmate and the most beautiful girl in their banana class.

The bad uncle is fierce: "Let go."

Huang Dabao is a little scared, but he is very strong: "No."

Jiang Zhi split his little hands one by one, and carried him one meter away: "She has just had an operation. Don't touch her randomly. You will get infection."

This is for the mother of the child.

Ms. Qi quickly took her son aside and apologized awkwardly.

The kid Huang Dabao was so wronged, he squeezed his eyes pitifully: "I want auntie to hold him."

Ms. Qi smiled embarrassedly at Zhou Xufang, and explained to the little baby in her arms: "Auntie can't hug you. She was injured because she saved you, and she is still not well."

"I brought medicine."

Huang Dabao kicked his short legs, and his mother put him on the ground. He took off the small backpack, digging in and out, and took out two bags of cold medicine. Xiao Pang grabbed two packs of granules in his hand and stretched it out to give Zhou Xufang. He suddenly thought of something. He secretly glanced at his blue-haired uncle, then retracted his hand timidly and stuffed the granules to his mother. Mom helps him to give it.

He is so afraid of this uncle, although he looks like a fairy.

Ms. Qi couldn't laugh or cry, put down the supplements and fruits she brought, and put the two packs of cold granules on the table. She squatted down and talked to the child: "Baby, don't you have something to say to your aunt?"

He looked at Jiang Zhi timidly.

Ms. Qi touched the lid of his pot to encourage him, so he boldly walked to the bedside: "Thank you."

Nen Shengsheng, but serious.

Zhou Xufang was also serious: "No thanks."

"Thank you." The child said in a formal manner, like a little adult, "Thank you for saving me."

so cute.

Zhou Xufang wanted to squeeze his chubby face.

The child’s mother’s eyes were already red: "Thank you, Miss Zhou, if it wasn't for you—" She stood up and bowed, "Thank you, thank you."

Zhou Xufang shook his head and said no thanks.

Team Cheng saw stitches at this moment: "Children."

Huang Dabao opened his big eyes, "Huh?"

Fearing to scare the child, Cheng Tie smiled like an old chrysanthemum. He pinched his throat to learn from the child: "The bad guy hurts his aunt and aunt, do you want to help the police uncle catch the bad guy?"

Huang Dabao replied crisply: "Yes~"

Team Cheng touched a banana from the table and peeled it to feed the child: "Little baby, remember that aunt helped an old grandma?"

So greasy...

Deputy Xing team who came with him shook his goose bumps.

Child Huang Dabao took a bite of the banana and nodded.

"and then?"

He blinked: "Auntie helped grandma away, grandpa is here."

Team Cheng was very excited and peeled another banana: "What did that grandpa do?"

"He hid behind the car and ran away again."

"Did you see that grandpa's face?"

Little Huang Dabao nodded and pushed away the banana. He was full.

Team Cheng excitedly bit off the remaining bananas: "Do you remember what he looked like?"

The child nodded and shook his head after a while.

Jiang Zhi pulled a chair over and hugged him up: "Let me show you a few photos, and you recognize it." He took the tablet over, "Identify which one is the grandfather." He glanced at him blankly. Child, "get it?"

Little Huang Dabao who took a sip of banana: "Hmm~"

The Cheng team immediately surrounded it.

Jiang Zhi deliberately slowed down, and slid over the pictures one by one. There were men, women, and children of all ages. Obviously, he did not believe in the judgment of a three or four-year-old child.

Most of it turned over, Jiang Zhi was even more suspicious of this milk doll: "Neither?"

Huang Dabao shook his head and said, "No~"

Jiang Zhi continued to turn back.

Team Cheng asked Qiao Nanchu in a low voice: "Who is on the tablet?" There are many faces in the political, business and entertainment circles. Several faces are familiar faces and often appear on TV.

Qiao Nanchu downplayed: "Jiang Zhi's enemy."

"..."

I go, this enemy really has a basket.

At this time, the child yelled milkily, "This, this!"

Jiang Zhi looked serious: "Are you sure?"

The child shrank his neck in fear.

Jiang Zhi took a deep breath, patiently: "Acknowledge it again."

This time he turned forward from behind.

When turning to the one just identified, the child stretched out his white fingers and said weakly: "It's this grandpa..."

It should be correct to point to the same person both times.

Team Cheng glanced at the photo and called the bureau: "Go to Jiang's house to arrest someone." After saying the goal, he said hello and left first.

Child Huang Dabao sat on a chair and asked his mother, "Where did the police uncle go?

Mother said: "The police uncle went to catch the bad guy."

"Xu Fang," Jiang Zhi pushed the chair away naturally, and he stood on the chair, "I want to go out."

"With Mr. Joe?" She worried that Jiang Zhi would do impulsive things alone.

"Well, stay with him."

Zhou Xufang felt relieved and said yes.

Jiang Zhi glanced at the mother and son. They didn't mean to leave right away. Zhou Xu was spinning, and he was not very friendly: "Don't touch her randomly."

Huang Dabao: "Oh oh." He hid behind his mother and waited for the blue-haired uncle to leave before coming out from behind his mother, "That uncle is so fierce and fierce."

Jiangzhai.

Jiang Xiaolin knocked on the door, opened the door without waiting for permission, and looked at Jiang Chuan, who was panicking and packing his bags: "Where are you going?"

The expression on Jiang Chuan's face immediately returned to normal: "Going back to the young master, there was something urgent in my hometown. I have to rush over to deal with it."

"Is it urgent?" He leaned against the door, "I will see you off."

This young master lost his former gentle and elegant appearance, and became more elusive.

Jiang Chuan didn't dare to look at him: "Don't bother."

He looked jokingly, as if watching a play: "No trouble."

This is deliberately not letting go.

Jiang Chuan stopped hesitating, and rushed out after dropping things.

Jiang Xiaolin raised a leg and stepped on the door, blocking the road: "What is the hurry, the car to pick you up hasn't come yet."

Jiang Chuan stopped, drew a dagger from his sleeve, pulled out the scabbard, and stabbed it hard!