Group pet big boss milk Huhu: relying on fortune telling is popular in Beijing

Chapter 141 If you touch the nest again, the nest will bite off your claws!
Not long after these words came out, the little milk baby in his arms suddenly said in a childish voice:

"The store's poor performance can't be blamed on this good-looking brother~ It can only be blamed on you!"

"Blame me?" Zheng Er frowned, and stroked the little milk baby's chubby face.

It's just that as soon as this hand was put on it, I was shocked by the soft touch.

He had been sneaking around all night last night, why didn't he find the little milk baby's face so easy to touch?
Seeing that the little milk boy could not help frowning, he quickly touched it again. Before he could touch it again, the little milk baby suddenly opened his hand with his chubby little hand, and said with a whimper:
"If you touch the nest again, the nest will bite off your claw!"

Zheng Er: "."

Such a soft and cute little milk baby, how can he say such unpleasant words?
It seems that he has forgotten what he was thinking just now, the little milk baby has a sweet mouth~
"Xiao Chuchu, tell me first, how can I make the business of the silk and satin shop bad?"

Zheng Er didn't forget his main thing.

"Hmm~" Chuchu's small face was pinched in his big palm, the two cheeks were squeezed in the middle, the small mouth was pressed flat, and he couldn't speak clearly.

A pair of big watery eyes stared at him, bared her baby teeth and scolded:
"You loosen the little pacifier of the nest first!"

Hearing this, Zheng Er realized that he had covered the little milk baby's mouth with his hand, and he was stunned by her words just now, so he didn't realize it.

If the strength in his hand was stronger, I'm afraid that the little milk baby would be smothered to death by him!

As soon as the strength in his hand was loosened, Chu Chu stared at him with a cute little face, and taught in a childish voice:

"Brother Zheng, do you know what the weather is like today? Have you ever observed what clothes, what materials, and how they are matched by the daughters of officials in Kyoto?"

Zheng Er shook his head, expressing his ignorance, and still snorted coldly: "Is this young master doing nothing all day long? Why staring at those women all day, this young master thinks it's enough for me to look at you all day long!"

At the beginning, I just laughed and said nothing.

She was telling him how to make money, and this mentally retarded man could still bring this topic to her!

Is the point to look at those women?
What a fool!

I wasn't angry at first, but for some reason, when I thought that she had said it for a long time, this person didn't understand her main meaning at all, so he put his hands on his hips angrily, and reprimanded with his small chest:

"Grandma wants you to observe those women, and she wants you to know what styles of clothes they like now, and then you can innovate and design different styles!"

For some reason, he actually laughed when he heard Little Naiwa say "auntie".

Why is the little milk baby in front of him so cute even when he scolds others?

When I saw him for the first time, I didn't listen to what she had to say, so I didn't want to say it.

Talking is useless!

Just let him die!

You deserve it!
As long as he is like this, he should close down!

On the other hand, Shang Xiang, who was on the side, listened a lot, and he was taken aback for a while by what the little milk baby said.

He didn't expect that the little milk boy in front of him could be a businessman, so he humbly asked for advice:

"Little girl, what you said is not unexpected. There are also a lot of summer materials in the store, but there are still very few customers."

Chu Chu touched her pinched red face, although Zheng Er always liked to bully her, but fortunately he had a kind heart, so he puffed up his cheeks and said:
"That's because Silk House doesn't have any reputation. Once the reputation is established and the service is done well, natural people will come."

When he said this, the little baby raised his eyelids, and asked in a childish voice:
(End of this chapter)