Almost three and a half years old: the group pet boss wants to kiss

In the end, Huo Chi still took the few red strings.

Jiang Sui also sat upright and twisted his slightly sore neck.

Then I heard Huo Chi's voice from the back seat: "Since your red rope is not an ordinary red rope, then I don't want it for nothing, I will give you one hundred thousand."

"One hundred thousand?!"

Jiang Sui and Ye Zhuo exclaimed at the same time.

Then, the former tilted his head: "One hundred thousand is a lot? How much delicious food can you buy?"

In Xiaotuanzi, who seldom touches money, they don't know how much 100,000 yuan is.

Huo Chi didn't open his mouth, Ye Zhuo who was driving excitedly said: "One hundred thousand, five is 500,000! Send it!"

"Xiao Jiu! I didn't expect you to make so much money just after you left the mountain! Do you have any extra red ropes on you? Sell it to him, sell it to him, sell it all to him!"

Huo Chi glanced at him with heavy eyebrows, and said in a sinister way: "I look like a fool?"

Ye Zhuo froze when he saw him, and laughed twice dryly, "Ha...haha...I'm doing it for Mr. Huo, how are you? Xiaojiu's red rope is... useful against those things. ..."

He has personal experience!
Huo Chi didn't speak.

The moment he took over the red ropes, he really felt much more comfortable, and his pale face also improved a little.

And the red rope in his hand is braided in the same way as his own.

In other words, the red rope that had protected him many times before was made by this little dumpling in front of him.

Huo Chi didn't open his mouth, but Ye Zhuo muttered: "Mr. Huo, I see that you are a black man, and you have evil spirits in your life. Under normal circumstances, this evil spirit is difficult to get rid of, so you often encounter some strange things. No wonder."

"For you, Xiao Jiu, the more red strings, the better! Get a new one immediately after you use up one, and if you buy seventy or eighty, we guarantee you a long life!"

In order to make money, he babbled for a long time, attracting everyone, big and small, to look at him.

The big one has cold eyes, while the small one is dumbfounded.

Jiang Sui looked at him with an unbelievable expression, and the little milk voice accused him: "Second senior brother, weaving seventy or eighty red string nines will take a lot of washing!"

Huo Chi followed closely: "I don't want to live to be more than 100 years old like this. If you like it, we can switch."

Ye Zhuo: "..."

Well, can't he just shut up?

Ye Zhuo closed his mouth, and the car was instantly quiet.

Jiang Sui was excited just now, but now he fell asleep in the rocking car.

Huo Chi also closed his eyes to rest.

The horrible scene in the past seemed to be smashed into pieces by a small shining ball.

He was in a dark world, and the appearance of that little dumpling seemed to make him feel that the sky was coming.

Before he knew it, Huo Chi also fell asleep.

In fact, he often encountered those unknown things, which caused him to sleep poorly, but this time, with the little dumpling called his father, he felt very safe.
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Following the car's location and navigation, Ye Zhuo drove directly to Huo Chi's villa.

After slowly stopping the car, he called softly: "Mr. Huo, we're here."

Afraid of disturbing Jiang Sui, he called Huo Chi several times in a soft voice, before Huo Chi opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, there was a flash of defense in his eyes.

After seeing Ye Zhuo's face clearly, he thought of Jiang Sui, and then he relaxed.

Turning to see the co-pilot sleeping with his little head tilted, his brows and eyes softened for a moment.

It turns out...it was not a dream just now.

He seemed to really welcome his light.