The Boss is Very Busy

MuMian: "..."

In the room, except for the teenager's shallow smile lingering in her ears, the little girl was silent, her head hanging down, her small fleshy hands clenched into fists.

But Jiang Jin seemed to have completely ignored the grievances from the little girl, and continued to say: "Are young young people so fashionable now?"

"..."

"I don't like others to be thin, but like others..."

The boy glanced at the girl's small fleshy face, the shape of the curved eyes was beautiful, and the fine soft light under his eyes looked faint, still bright as before, but the words were not beaten.

"All fleshy?"

"..." MuMian bit her pink lips, feeling that she was really wronged.

She is still in the long body age group, nutrition is very important, sometimes too much nutrition absorption, it will cause some fleshy situation.

But I can't blame her either.

I can only blame...

The food made by Mom Mu is so delicious.

It may also be strange,

Father Mu is too long to eat.

The little girl glanced at the corner of her lips, and was told by others in the class that she was fat, and she was also written such a confession letter.

At least half of a letter emphasized how fleshy she was.

This person doesn't care if he doesn't comfort him, but instead read the letter with a calm but humiliating face, which is simply insulting the fat she has eaten with strength.

I don’t know if it’s because the children’s body is affected and they are always very sensitive.

Her nose was sour again.

Seeing the familiar little gesture of glancing at her mouth, Jiang Jin paused with his fingertips.

He remembered the scene of losing control last time, almost subconsciously breathing, and quickly stretched out his hand, pinching the girl's fleshy face with his white and slender fingertips.

He calmly said: "Wait."

But how could the tears wait? Especially when the little girl was already wronged enough, she was suddenly pinched, and MuMian felt that she was insulted again.

The little girl in sight suddenly raised her face.

The mouth grew, and the earth-shaking cry was heard again throughout the villa.

Jiang Jin: "..."

The boy's delicate white cheeks stopped for a moment. Jiang's mother was not at home, and he would not coax the child. The other party's cry almost shattered the eardrums.

Jiang Jin's face was stiff, and he reached out and tentatively patted her on the back. He looked unnatural and comforted: "Don't cry...I apologize to you."

The crying continued.

The boy pursed his thin, crimson lips. He quickly thought about how to make the child stop crying quickly, but it turns out that he has learned more than ten years of knowledge, and he has no idea at all--

It can be used by him to coax children.

But think about it, what the other party likes, Jiang Jin had to find a breakthrough here, he coughed unnaturally, and said stiffly.

"I'll order you another fried chicken."

The cry stopped abruptly, watching him in MuMian.

"really?"

Jiang Jin: "...really."

"Okay." The little girl nodded, wiped the tears from her face, and the deal was very happy.

"..."

She was like a face change in a Sichuan opera in this way, the young man narrowed his narrow and beautiful eyes and had a low voice.

"How do I feel I was fooled by you?"

MuMian has a naive face and a soft tone.

"Big brother, what are you talking about?"

She walked over and fumbled for the phone in the boy's pocket, Jiang Jin let her move.

After the little girl found the phone, she spread her hand out and handed it to him. The corners of her eyes were still moist, and the corners of her eyes were red, but her face was magnificent, "click it."

"..."