Chapter 152: Eating Roast Chicken at the Bandit's House
But what Dahei didn't understand was that Gong Lingxiao's family was so rich, he shouldn't have raised a daughter, how stingy!
He looked at the little guy, who was secretly happy just because he was kidnapped and sold for a million.
As an outsider, he felt that this little kid was pitiful. It seemed that Gong Lingxiao was definitely not a good father, at least he did not raise him in wealth!
As long as a child is raised in wealth, he or she will not think that one million is a lot of money.
"Hey! I have a million dollars, why don't you clean up my mess?" Big Rice Pot pointed at the scarred man arrogantly, "Otherwise, I'll stink, no one will want me tomorrow, and you'll have no money."
The scarred man was bored.
I didn't expect this kid to be so troublesome.
He had to pull out a tissue from the side and walk over on the bricks.
The stench that made one feel dizzy went straight to the top of his head.
He felt like he could go without food or drink for the next week.
"Cuddle with me."
The scarred man refused.
He didn't want to get involved in this stinking smell.
Seeing that he didn't move, the big rice pot held his arms with both hands and stuck his butt out.
The huge sum of gold made the scarred man completely withdrawn.
He was a bandit, but he didn't expect that he would have to take care of a baby!
The point is, he was stupid enough to follow the instructions of the big rice pot, "Fold the toilet paper, stick out your little butt, wipe this side, wipe that side, fold the toilet paper, wipe the middle from front to back, wipe it again, it will be cleaner~"
The scarred man listened to the kid singing the nursery rhyme and said, "We taught you this in kindergarten. How come you still don't know it?"
The big rice pot frowned unhappily, "Because this is a nursery rhyme for the senior class, I...I am only in the junior class!"
The scarred man remained silent and had to pick up the kid and stand up.
"Mud needs to flush the poop!"
The scarred man was speechless. He picked up a ladle of water and rinsed it away.
"Great!" Big Rice Pot clapped his hands encouragingly, then stretched his little body over to the sink, "I have to wash my hands too!"
The scarred man helplessly held her again and waited for her to wash her hands.
"Beat the shit out of you. You're such a good guy." Big Pot washed his hands, turned around and hugged the scarred man directly, rubbing his baby face against his rough face.
The soft and milky touch made him inexplicably feel that the world was so beautiful.
This is the first time in my life that I have been praised like this.
"Beat the shit out of you, Mud is the best person in the world to a big rice pot!"
The scarred man's already ferocious face suddenly became covered with pink bubbles. This guy is so cute!
wrong!
The scarred man immediately put the cub down and pretended to be fierce.
"You little bitch, behave yourself and stop pretending I know you so well. Just squat over there."
The big rice pot was suddenly placed on the floor.
She blinked and looked at the fierce scarred man. "Squat aside, where do you want to squat?"
The scarred man looked around and then looked at the big rice pot. It had thick arms and legs and was pink and chubby. It seemed that there were marks from being squeezed, so the buyer disliked it.
"Whatever! You can't leave here anyway."
"After you've finished playing, you can sit at the table, right?" the big rice pot said, obediently lifting the large plate covering the dining table with one hand. "Wow~ After you've finished playing, the mud is so thick! There's also roast chicken to eat~"
This was what Scar Man bought at the market just now. He thought he would get the money tomorrow, so he added more dishes tonight to celebrate.
The big rice pot shook its little head happily and patted the chair beside it. "Come sit with me, Shit! Don't be shy, let's eat free-range chicken together! I love free-range chicken the most!"
She didn't forget to pull off the roasted chicken leg and walked in front of the big black man, "Big Black, you have to eat your fill too!"
The scarred man looked at the boy in front of him in shock. He actually gave his favorite chicken leg to the hostage he kidnapped.
"Stinky fat girl, who allowed you to eat my roast chicken without your permission?" The scarred man picked up the big iron stick angrily.
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