Chapter 539

The director of Lingdan Pavilion, Yang Gong is very happy these days.

Because the sales volume of Lingdan pavilion has gone up a lot, more profits mean more commission.

He can also go to the largest Yihong courtyard in Qinhuai city and talk to some little sisters about their lives.

"You, you, and you, be serious, don't stray. Otherwise, I will be deducted from my salary. "

With his hands back, Yang Gong inspected the staff of Lingdan Pavilion, reprimanded him casually and went to his room.

However, when he first came here, his pupils suddenly shrank and his whole body froze.

In front of the door of his room was a big white dog, half squinting his eyes, looking lazy, and standing on his head was a flaming bird that was grooming itself.

"What are you looking at? Hurry in. The little master is waiting. " Red eyes, staring at the public.

What the hell?!

Can the bird talk?

Am I old enough to hear?

Yang Gong's mouth twitches. His face is unbelievable.

"Look again, believe it or not, I'll blind you." Chi Chi fluttered his wings and made a gesture to fly over.

Yang Gong was trembling. No matter whether he heard things or not, it was better to slip away first.

As soon as he turned around, a snow-white figure was in front of him, and bared his teeth to approach.

"You old man with a bad goatee. Are you tired of living?" In a threatening manner, he said, "no, I will not teach you a lesson. It is not my little owner."

Peng!

Chi Chi spits out a flame and burns Yang Gong's goatee in an instant.

"Good, hot." Yang Gong quickly put out the flame on his beard. The fire was extinguished, but the goatee turned into a rotten broom and gave off a bad smell.

Suddenly, he wanted to cry without tears and said, "I, can't I go in yet?"

Seeing Yang Gong walking into the room obediently, Dabai yawns again and lies on the ground again, intending to make up for sleep.

"Dabai, don't sleep!" Red red fiercely pecked big white's forehead, hum way: "hum to elder sister that song of last night."

Dabai's face is so loveless that she has been tossing about for a whole night last night. Now she still asks herself to hum that little song. This It's hard to be a beast.

"Woo hoo, woo woo..."

Dabai learned the melody and called out. He didn't know which bastard was playing the piano last night. He played so well that sister Chi fell in love with the melody. Then he insisted on learning to hum. It was too irritating.

If you let him know which bastard it is, you'll kill him.

As soon as Yang Gong walked into the room, he saw a little Laurie, about 12 years old, sitting on her desk with a lollipop in her mouth and her little feet dangling.

Cute is cute, but

"Who are you?" Yang Gong thought that Luo Xiaoman was waiting for him here, but when he came in, he was not that clever ghost.

"Who am I?" Luo Xiaoman Po, took out the lollipop in his mouth, smashed his mouth, and said: "Oh, my heart is tired! Why do you have to explain it every time? Worry about people. "

"I ask you something!"

"I'm your little ancestor." Luo Xiaoman took back the lollipop and jumped down from the desk. He said helplessly, "I've been eating and sleeping well recently. I've been growing well. I've become what I am now. Don't ask, don't doubt. I'm the little devil of Baicheng, Luo Xiaoman. "

Yang Gong was stunned. But judging from the tone of the other party and some characteristics, he was really Luo Xiaoman.

"Ha ha!" He immediately changed his face, rubbed his hands and said, "Miss Luo, I don't know why you came to my Lingdan Pavilion."

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