Chapter 225 Small milk bag VS Su Zimo (5)

"Uncle, little brother, he's so fierce!" The little girl looked at Xu Bin with tears in her eyes, and asked him for help pitifully.

"Uh...that...that..." Xu Bin was caught off guard when he saw this, he had never comforted a child before, let alone brought a soft and cute kid, so what should he do?
At this moment, his mind suddenly flashed some pictures of coaxing children on TV, and then he learned to do it, "Little girl! Don't be afraid, in fact, young master Mumu is not fierce at all."

"But... the little brother just beat me up, he doesn't seem to like to be careful!" The little girl sneaked a peek at the little milk bag with some disappointment.

"It's okay, he doesn't like you, you can find a way to make him like you! So let's stop crying, okay?" She was still such a small ball, even he, a big man, couldn't help feeling distressed, and said He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the teardrops hanging from her eyelashes.

Hearing this, the little girl's eyes immediately brightened up, "Is it really possible?"

"Well, so you have to work hard..."

"I don't like her! Get rid of this heart as soon as possible!" The little milk bag with a dark face at the side had a panoramic view of the interaction between the two, and the disgust on his face became more and more obvious, so he simply turned and ran away alone. up.

Seeing that small figure, Xu Bin quickly shuttled through the crowd and disappeared after a while, his heart tightened with fright, "Little...young master, where are you going? There are many people here, just wait for me. "

He just wanted to catch up, but suddenly remembered that there was a little pudding beside him, "Little friend, where are your parents? Uncle will take you to find them, okay?"

"I don't know either." The little girl shook her head.

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Downstairs in the hotel, Su Zimo struggled in his heart for a long time, but he opened the door and got out of the car. Holding a boxy gift box in his hand, he took the elevator directly to the third floor.

Looking at the banquet hall full of people, he had no intention of going in, and even the clothes he was wearing were the suits he usually wears to work.

Su Zimo stopped at the entrance of the banquet hall, looked at the gift in his hand, and handed it to the waiter at the door, "Please help pass this to Mr. Mu Hanmu."

"Okay, sir, what's your surname?" To deliver something for someone, he must know who gave it to him, right?
"Just give him the things directly, and there is no need to reveal the rest." Su Zimo believed that the smart Mu Han would definitely be able to guess who gave the gift, so there was no need to say anything else.

That seemed so embarrassing.

Even though the two had some unpleasant quarrels, after all, the two have been brothers for so many years. On a big day like this wedding, even if no one is present, I still have to give a gift.

"Okay sir, I understand!" Watching the waiter leave, Su Zimo didn't stop any longer, but... the moment he turned around, his pants were suddenly caught by something, and he saw a short man with a smile on his face. The little guy in the mask is pulling his pants.

Su Zimo has never liked children very much. He would cry and cry at every turn, which was extremely troublesome. "Little kid, what are you doing?"

"I'm already three years old this year, you're the brat!" Xiao Naibao snapped back very rudely.

Isn't three years old a kid?Su Zimo raised his eyebrows at him, and suddenly became interested in him, "Then why are you pulling my pants?"

(End of this chapter)

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