Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 1213 The rich man breaks the defense

He laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, and he couldn't help but said: "Congee, that's a good comfort. Don't comfort me next time."

That is to say, Xi Mo is not a sensitive person and he dotes on her. Otherwise, anyone else would be angry at her words and feel that she is playing yin and yang.

She is very good at comforting people.

Originally, the other person was just a bit emo, but she opened her mouth and was immediately reincarnated.

Porridge looked at him blankly, not understanding what he meant.

She was really comforting her uncle, trying to get him to think more openly. Was there something wrong?

Seeing her like this, Xi Mo's lips twitched, "Don't worry, I'm fine, just stop talking."

If she opens her mouth, he will lose a day of his life.

No wonder she always clamored to support him until his death when he was a child. If he really had that day, she would most likely send him away.

Xi Mo felt a little sad when he thought of this, and once again regretted not beating her more when she was young, this naughty child.

He's been having this kind of thoughts a lot lately. As soon as Congee looked at his eyes, he knew what he was thinking, and he was so angry that he said, "I knew it, I knew it!"

"I knew that when I grew up, you would all dislike me!"

snort!
When I was a child, I told her how much I liked her every day, but now, I want to beat her at every turn.

She deserves a beating so much!
Xi Mo looked up at the sky, touched his stubbled head, glanced at Congee, and gave her a look, "What do you think?"

Congee poked it together with two index fingers and pursed her lips, "Okay, okay, okay." She admitted that sometimes she was a little skinny.

But isn't this all a joke to them?

When she was little, they used to laugh at her because she was bald. She didn't think they were bears at that time, and she didn't want to beat them.

Sure enough, she had grown up and was not as cute as she was when she was a child, so they all started to do it one by one.

The little girl pursed her lips and looked aggrieved. She looked a little like a child again, which made Xi Mo's heart soften.

He pinched the end of Congee's hair, and his voice suddenly softened, "Uncle is just teasing you, don't feel bad, I'll treat you to dinner when I'm done."

Porridge rolled his eyes and said, "How many meals would you like, please?"

Ximo: "..."

He immediately retracted his hand, twitched the corners of his mouth, and gritted his teeth and said, "Have a meal!"

Just one meal, nothing serious.

Porridge is eager to be happy and has the spirit of a beggar.

A meal counts as a meal, and a beggar has no right to despise someone who gives him less.

She can eat steamed buns happily.

Whether they can participate in this competition is related to their future.

Although Congee is indeed very powerful, it would be too childish to let her decide.

"No matter how powerful she is, she is only an individual. Our competition is a team competition. What matters is cooperation. The person leading the team must also have strong commanding skills. She has led a team before."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of several veterans changed when they looked at him.

What he asked was really good.

The last time, when she was only six or seven years old, she had already led a team to defeat them.

Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Today's young people are really becoming more and more courageous.

He repeated the question a second time, looked around, and said, "I haven't had time to give you a proper introduction."

"Her name is Chow Chow. She joined the Fourth Bureau at the age of five. Through fighting in the ring, she won everyone and became the leader of the Four Bureau's get-rich-quick group." "She began to officially go on missions at the age of seven. She is the one who ranks among the top 100 on the dark web. With the sudden wealth, he organized massacre."

"You ask me, does she have any experience in leading a team?"

After saying the last sentence, he smiled.

The others were really shocked. Every time he said something, their eyes widened, and they all looked at Congee in disbelief.

Fang Zichong pointed at Congee in shock: "You, you, you, you, you are rich?!"

He knew that Fugui was the leader of the suddenly rich group.

Even if you don't know, just talking about the dark web ranking list can only be rich and powerful!

This was something that even Ye Lingfeng didn't do back then.

She's done!

Oh my god, Fugui is actually a girl, and she is still such a young girl.

Is she not an adult yet?

Everyone looked at Congee, and the scene was very quiet.

Hearing him mention "wealth", Porridge's expression became a little guarded.

Finally, I had to admit: "Yes, I am Fugui, the one who is only 1.67 meters tall!"

Everyone: "..."

When they recalled what they had just said, they finally understood why she was crying so hard.

The co-author is talking about her.

Everyone's expressions were a little awkward for a moment. Fang Zichong didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and he didn't know what to say when he looked at Congee.

After all, the Fugui he imagined at the beginning was an upright and pure man. Even if he knew that Fugui was short, it would at most affect his heroic spirit a little, but it would not change the man's gender.

Only now did he know that the soft little girl in front of him was actually the rich man he had admired for many years. It had a great impact on him for a while, and he still couldn't believe it.

But come to think of it, who else can defeat them all, and who can defeat their team except Fu Gui.

She is rich for sure!

After accepting this, he looked at Congee with increasingly hot eyes.

Seeing that his idol was so sad, he immediately comforted him: "Porridge, ah, no, Mr. Fugui, although you are short, you will always be 2.8 meters tall in my heart!"

She should be happy now.

Fang Zichong clenched his hands nervously. He had never comforted anyone, let alone coaxed a little girl. He only knew that Congee was very concerned about height, so he would be satisfied if he complimented her.

Unexpectedly, Porridge's little face suddenly turned dark.

But the words before and after made her heart freeze.

Not only did he say that she was actually short, he also said that in his opinion she was only 2.8 meters tall.

In his mind, she was not even worthy of being seven meters tall!

It's over, even he is still her crush, let alone others.

Porridge only felt his eyes go dark.

I can't live a single day longer!

(End of this chapter)