Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Chapter 112 Bad Luck
[Pfft, hahahaha!Although I had expected it, I still wanted to laugh!This hand is too dark! 】

[Sure enough, Sang Wanzhou's bad luck will never disappoint my expectations, hahahaha! 】

[No, look at Xiao Fubao's expression, it's so funny hahahaha! 】

Xiao Fubao couldn't believe his eyes, and looked puzzled.

Why are my brother's hands so dark? !
How many safety charms made by the master and Xiao Fubao are necessary for this luck to be transferred?

Xiao Fubao secretly made up his mind.

When I have a chance in the future, I must make another peace blessing with my own hands and give it to my brother!

Even the staff couldn't help but look at him more.

Is there really someone born with such bad luck?

Is he the only one?

In the office of a criminal police brigade, he had just made a cup of coffee and was about to plunge headlong into the archives and fight until dawn, when his foot suddenly slipped, and he fell directly to the ground, spilling the coffee all over his body.

The other team members had long since realized the strangeness, glanced at Sang Yanzhou's direction, and continued to concentrate on doing their own things.

Sang Yanzhou got up from the ground with a dark face, cleaned up the coffee on the ground pretending to be nonchalant, and went back to the changing room in the office to change again.

After the lottery was drawn, the staff said good night to the two and left quickly.

Sang Manzhou stood there for a long time before he came back to his senses, accepted the fact with a long sigh.

He walked towards the monitor, turned off the monitor with a trace of resentment, took off the microphone on his collar and threw it on the table.

Xiao Fubao felt that Sang Manzhou's mood was not beautiful at this time, so he lay obediently on the bed and closed his eyes.

Sang Wanzhou turned off the light and lay down on the bed.

The air at night was very quiet, and Xiao Fubao helped with a lot of work today, and he was already drowsy.

In the dimness, she suddenly heard Sang Manzhou calling her: "Little guy, are you tired today?"

Little Fubao's sleepy eyelids kept fighting, but he still held on to answer him: "Fubao is not tired, Fubao is very happy today. Fubao met four new friends today. It is great to be on variety shows with my brother. gone."

Her voice was soft and sweet, like a soft cotton candy sweet into his heart, with a sleepy little mute.

Sang Wanzhou's heart trembled slightly.

The air was silent for a long time.

Just when Xiao Fubao was about to fall asleep again, he vaguely heard Sang Wanzhou's voice: "Sleep, good night."

But Xiao Fubao had no energy to answer him at all, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Good night, brother.

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Early the next morning.

Xiao Fubao woke up very early as usual, after changing clothes and washing, he turned on the monitor and took the microphone, greeted the audience and friends, and went out to find her little friends.

Tu left Sang Wanzhou sleeping back to show them.

[Good morning, baby!Looks good today!It seems that what happened yesterday did not affect the little baby!that is really good! 】

[Little baby really got up early as usual, look at Sang Wanzhou again, and sleep there with her ass pouted, wake up quickly!The sun is going to bask in the ass! 】

【Ha ha ha ha!The self-disciplined little baby and his good-for-nothing brother!What a difference!Sang Wanzhou, how are you doing?Six-year-olds get up earlier than you! 】

Sang Wanzhou: "..." Don't bother me!I'm annoyed to wake up!I want to sleep late!
(End of this chapter)