Agni Group: Good Morning Black Boss

Dirty!

Dongfang Aoshi frowned in disgust, "Don't suck your fingers!"

"Oh." The little baby took out his hand and handed it to Dongfang Aoshi, "Wipe."

If it were any other brat, Dongfang Aoshi would have been angry long ago, how could it be possible for her to dangle her saliva-stained fingers in front of him.

I don't know what's going on, Dongfang Aoshi just treats this brat in front of him, he can't be too fierce.

He took out the veil and dabbed it on the little baby's fingers, and the veil shoved it into the little devil's hand in disgust.

"Okay, you can go now."

"Did you really go there?"

"something wrong?"

"You are a bad person, you can't cross that bridge, someone will drag you down." The kid said.

"Drop me down?" Dongfang Aoshi snorted, his black eyes filled with arrogance, "That depends on whether they have the ability."

"Oh." The little baby looked at the other side, then at the handkerchief in his hand, suddenly took something and put it in Dongfang Aoshi's palm, "This is for you."

Dongfang Aoshi looked at the hair in his palm and frowned, "Little devil, what are you doing for me?"

"Don't you want to go there? With this, no one will catch you." Xiaowa said.

a hair?

Dongfang Aoshi had a rare smile, stretched out his hand, and rubbed the little baby's head, "Little ghost, you are really naive."

"Don't throw it away! Keep it with you all the time!" the little baby confessed earnestly.

Ok.

For the sake of this kid leading the way.

Dongfang Aoshi carefully put away his hair.

"Little devil, who are you?"

"I am me." The little baby didn't understand why he would ask such a question, blinking his eyes with a very innocent expression.

"What about the name?" Dongfang Aoshi is a person with clear grievances and grievances, and if he has kindness to him, of course he must repay it.

He was going to burn some paper money for the kid when he went back, as a reward for leading the way this time.

"No name." The little baby shook her head.

"No name?" Dongfang Aoshi frowned, could it be a lonely ghost?

Such a small lonely soul...

"Yeah." The little baby nodded vigorously, indicating that she really didn't have a name.

"Father and mother?" The kid doesn't have a name, so it should be okay to burn it to her parents, right?

"Mother is in the city of death, father doesn't know..." the little baby tilted his head and said.

Dongfang Aoshi's eyelids twitched——

Po Meng said that half of the souls who died in the city of vain died because of him. Did the little devil's mother die in his hands in the city of vain?

"Didn't your mother tell you?"

"No." The little baby shook her head, "Mother doesn't like mentioning daddy, she cries every time."

Dongfang Aoshi's pupils shrank slightly, and he probably understood——

It seems that the kid's parents really died at his hands.

Dongfang Aoshi's black eyes darkened slightly, looking at the little ghost who was not even above his knees, "Little ghost, why do you want to help me?"

"It smells like a mother." The little baby said, suddenly reached out, hugged Dongfang Aoshi's leg, and sniffed him.

Dongfang Aoshi reflexively wanted to kick.

When he raised his leg to kick, he suddenly remembered that it was the kid who brought him here, so he slowly retracted his leg.

"Little devil, this king has something else to do, it's time to go." Dongfang Aoshi sighed, trying to make his voice sound a little calmer.

"Oh." The little baby let go reluctantly.

Dongfang Aoshi took a step forward and walked towards the bridge.

The little ghost stood on this side of the bridge and confessed earnestly, "Don't lose your hair."