Vampire cute baby tomb robber

Beiming Liancheng glanced down at the little man at his feet, and said casually, "I'm sure."

"It's strange meow, when did mother become so simple." Nangong Xiaomiao dug a big bean curd with a small spoon and put it in her small mouth: "It really doesn't suit her style, daddy, remember , if I lose my memory in the future, I still love Yinyin and those black pearls very much, you can't deprive me of this preference!"

Beiming Liancheng was not interested in what the little ghost said at all, and looked at the inn not far away with a cold expression, his eyes were slightly bright.

Nangong Xiaomiao looked at her empty bowl, and then drooled for a while at the tofu stall behind her.

The one who bought the tofu nao was an old lady. Seeing that the child was hungry, she was so pitiful that she scooped up a bowl of tofu nao, and handed it over: "Children, eat it, it's still warm."

Nangong Xiaomiao looked at the tofu brain in her hand, then touched her small pocket, shook her head and said, "But I don't have any money."

This is true.

Every time the little man goes out, he will be followed by a servant who pays the money, and Heisi will only allow him to go out after he has prepared everything for basic necessities of life.

Although I often play with silver, I don't really carry much with me.

On the contrary, there are a few priceless black pearls in his hand, which were carefully polished into bracelets by Hei Si long before that, and hung on the little man's wrist.

Right now, it is really difficult for Nangong Xiaomiao to dig out some more money.

The child was worried, looking at the tofu nao that was close at hand, his little ears drooped.

"Young master, don't we go over?" The tall figure hidden in the dark alley asked the people beside him respectfully. He still hesitated to call the word "Young master", which shows that he is not very fond of this title. very adaptable.

Hei Si leaned against the wall with a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, with his hands crossed around his chest, his elegant demeanor was natural: "Don't go."

"Then why are we standing here?" The tall figure was very puzzled. With their identities, it is really indecent to make such sneaky movements. If those people in the heaven know this... the picture is too Miserable, he couldn't bear to think about it.

Hei Si stood still, unable to be blown by the wind, and gave him four words with a blank face: "Know the people's sentiments."

Figure: ...

Sensing people's sentiments is not so perceiving...

Focusing on only one person is called understanding people's sentiments?

Just when Human Shadow kept slandering her, the grandmother over there couldn't help but want to bring the little boy home to raise him.

It is really rare for such a cute baby to speak politely.

"Daddy." Nangong Xiaomiao tugged Beiming Liancheng's sleeve, and Bai Shengsheng's small teeth were exposed: "Are you hungry?"

Beiming Liancheng glanced at the little man, then at the bowl of hot tofu, and directly lifted the little man up, saying in a deep voice, "Eating too much human food will affect your development."

Nangong Xiaomiao whined in disappointment, her small body lay on Beiming Liancheng's shoulders, with big amber eyes, she was reluctant to part with the soft tofu.

The old grandma's heart melted at the sight of his little eyes, and she raised the bowl a little higher: "Baby, take it and eat, no money is needed."

Nangong Xiaomiao shook her head: "Thank you grandma, but my little stomach is not feeling right now, so I can't eat anymore meow."

"Stomach is uncomfortable? Is it sick?" The old lady felt more and more pitiful for the child: "Where's your mother? Why didn't she take care of you by your side?"

Nangong Xiaomiao lowered her head sickly.

Seeing this scene, the old grandma couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Beiming Liancheng thought for a while, picked up the little man and placed it on top of his head.

Nangong Xiaomiao grabbed the hair under her palms with her two little paws, and laughed hehehe...

At this moment, he suddenly stood upright, with a serious expression on his face: "Daddy, have you seen it?"

"Yeah." Beiming Liancheng's eyes were cold on the two people who walked out of the inn together, and he sneered evilly: "It's really an eyesore."

Saying that, the father and son exchanged glances and said in unison: "That position was originally mine!"

"Joint operations?" Beiming Liancheng raised his pretty eyebrows.

Nangong Xiaomiao nodded heavily. In this regard, he knew clearly that blackmailing father is blackmailing father, but in front of foreign enemies, they must unite and join forces!

The old lady selling tofu brains was dazed by this scene.

She looked at the two handsome faces, one big and one small in front of her, and looked not far away with the same cold smile, her teeth were all exposed, such synchronous expressions were really hard to describe...

Nangong Baiye, on the other hand, had his windbreaker pocket in his pocket, a meat bag in his mouth, and walked forward carelessly, with an unchanging sneer.

She is usually more handsome than ordinary girls, and she acts swiftly and handsomely, but I don't know why, from the moment she stepped out of the inn, she always felt a chill down her spine...

Bei Mingxun stopped immediately, and a light flashed in his deep and black eyes like an ancient well.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Baiye looked back and took a bite of the meat bun.

Bei Mingxun shook his head, and wiped the corners of her mouth in a gentlemanly manner: "It's nothing."

"Huh!" Nangong Xiaomiao clenched her little fist: "Damn it!"

Beiming Liancheng's side face also turned cold, as clear as a knife and axe.

Nangong Xiaomiao narrowed her eyes dangerously, saw the opportunity, and rushed over, straight into Nangong Baiye's arms!

Nangong Baiye was still eating meat buns at the time, when suddenly there was a small person in his arms that appeared in comics, and he couldn't help being stunned.

What's happening here?

"Mother!" Nangong Xiaomiao had big red eyes (don't doubt, before he rushed over, he pinched himself hard!)

Nangong Baiye's fingers froze: "What did you call me?"

"Mother! You don't remember me, you really don't remember me? Woohoo!" Nangong Xiaomiao burst into tears.

Nangong Baiye watched him cry for a while, and finally sighed: "You didn't even shed a tear."

"Hey! What?" Nangong Xiaomiao rolled her small mouth: "Mother, why are you so smart even after losing your memory? It's not fun, it's not fun at all."

Nangong Baiye frowned, reached out and turned the little man's head, as if wanting to take a closer look at him.

Nangong Xiaomiao's two little paws automatically protected her little head: "Mother, speak as you speak, don't touch your hands, my handsome hairstyle will be messed up!"

Nangong Baiye, who was called mother by the sudden appearance of a little man, was agitated for a while, that kind of irritability was indescribable, like a product spreading from his chest, like a black thread, densely entangled around the surroundings, and then She was bound tightly in it.

She didn't want her tone to sound bad, she only suppressed the pain in her throat, and then said calmly: "I'm not your mother, you've got the wrong person."