City: My Little Prodigy

How... how to compensate Master?"

Hearing Shen Lang's words, Du Xiaomeng looked at Shen Lang's two feet hanging out of the quilt.

There are also red marks on Bai Nen's face that she did not know when.

His expression suddenly turned a little guilty.

Master is only eight years old, it's so cold in the middle of the night...

What should I do if I have a cold or even a fever?

Thinking of this, Du Xiaomeng quickly stretched out her little hand and wrapped the quilt around Shen Lang.

He also hugged him tightly in his arms.

The warm little face rubbed against Shen Lang, she whispered.

"Master... I didn't mean to..."

"Actually, I usually sleep honestly."

"Last night was a pure accident..."

"Accidental? Do you think I would believe it?"

Shen Lang gave her a disgusting look.

"Just grab my quilt last night, you still kicked me and almost kicked me off."

"I don't want you anymore."

In fact, Shen Lang slept soundly last night.

I didn't know that Du Xiaomeng was in bed.

But looking at Du Xiaomeng's pitiful look.

He suddenly wanted to laugh a little, and these words came out smoothly.

Hearing Shen Lang's words, Du Xiaomeng was stunned for a second.

His eyes suddenly became a little flustered, and he hurriedly glanced at Shen Lang.

"Master, I still kicked you?"

"Where? I... did I hurt you?"

As she said that, she also let go of Shen Lang's little hand, and wanted to touch it nervously.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Shen Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he patted the other's little hand away.

"You only bullied me yesterday, but today it's like taking advantage of me?"

"Master, that's not what I meant..."

Du Xiaomeng raised her little hand aggrievedly, her pink fist still clenched slightly.

It's very cute like a little milk cat surrendering.

"I just want to see where you hurt, I'll rub it for you..."

"Are you okay, Master?"

Hearing this, Shen Lang stopped teasing the other party and spoke directly.

"The whole back is a little sore."

"And my arms and hands are numb from you."

"You are obviously not tall, how can you be so heavy?"

"After dinner today, you go to exercise with Jiayao and Baoer."

"Anyway, they are all girls, why do they all eat like piglets?"

"...People are obviously not fat, it's Master, you are too vain..."

Du Xiaomeng's eyes flickered, and she said in a low voice.

"What did you say?"

Shen Lang's eyes narrowed suddenly.

"Nothing to say!"

Du Xiaomeng immediately raised a sweet smile.

A small hand was diligently placed on Shen Lang's shoulder and rubbed one by one.

"Master, is this strength enough?"

"Are you comfortable, is the pain in your shoulders any better?"

"It's barely okay, just knead it down a bit."

"Okay...you see how well I kneaded, do you want to apply for a card with us?"

"Just apply for a card? Let's practice for half a year."

"Wuwu, Master, you bully people..."

"Cry and cry, don't stop your hands, and continue to massage!"

"Master, you are so cruel."

"..."

After making a fuss, the two washed up and went downstairs.

After eating, Du Xiaomeng came over.

"Master, is there a live broadcast now?"

"I'm still a little far from the king."

"I believe that if you work hard today, you will soon reach your goal."

"When the time comes, Master, you must praise me well!"

Saying that, Du Xiaomeng's little face also showed a proud look.

Just as Shen Lang was about to speak, there was a knock on the door at this moment.

"Who?"

Standing up suspiciously, Lin Jiayao opened the door.

I saw a very beautiful woman standing outside the door.

She was wearing a white shirt and a long black skirt under her slender waist.

A pair of slender black silk beauty faded, stepping on a pair of shiny black high heels.

Seeing Lin Jiayao, her eyes lit up slightly, and she said excitedly.

"Hello, are you Du Xiaomeng, classmate Du?"

"That... may I ask who you are?"

A trace of doubt flashed across Lin Jiayao's eyes.

Before the other party could finish speaking, Du Xiaomeng, who was behind him, also saw the woman at the door.

The next second, she was slightly stunned, and ran over directly.

"I am Du Xiaomeng!"

"You...you're not Liu Feifei, are you?"

"Huh? It seems that you have a certain understanding of our club."

Hearing this, Liu Feifei smiled slightly.

"Introduce myself, I'm the manager of the lag club."

"This time, I'm here to talk to classmate Du Xiaomeng about something."

"May I go in and talk more?"

Liu Feifei thought that after she finished speaking, the other party would immediately welcome her in.

Unexpectedly, the three girls in front of them immediately turned their heads and looked towards the living room.

Seeing this, Liu Feifei also looked over subconsciously.

The next second, she was stunned.

Good... so cute little Zhengtai!

Seen by those big watery eyes...

In an instant, Liu Feifei's heartbeat accelerated.

The pale cheeks were inexplicably slightly red.

"Is that Manager Liu?"

Afterwards, Shen Lang also spoke.

"Come in first, it's not an option to stand at the door and chat."

When the words fell, Liu Feifei found that the other three girls breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Jiayao also moved away and motioned for Liu Feifei to come in.

Seeing this, Liu Feifei felt a little strange.

But she didn't ask anything, and quickly walked into the living room.

"Let's talk on the sofa."

Shen Lang said, and sat down on the sofa.

Du Xiaomeng, who was beside him, also sat obediently beside him.

"...Miss Du, is this your brother?"

Seeing this scene, Liu Feifei couldn't help but ask.

"Why does it seem like... your family is in charge of this little brother?"

"This is not my brother, but my master!"

Du Xiaomeng replied quickly.

"···what?"

Liu Feifei was stunned for a moment.

Looking at Shen Lang's eyes, it suddenly became a little incredible.

This kid...is Du Xiaomeng's master?

But the other party seems to be seven or eight years old!

What is this master trying to teach...?

Are you cute?

And if I remember correctly...

Du Xiaomeng's master is a very powerful boss, right?

Although in the live video, Du Xiaomeng said that his master was only eight years old...

But she always thought it was a joke!

Is this...is this true?!

She was wondering in her heart, and in the next second, Liu Feifei was stunned again.

Only Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer glanced at Shen Lang and said in a low voice.

"Uncle, do you want to talk alone?"

"How about me and Bo'er go up first?"

···uncle??

Liu Feifei was even more confused.

What happened to this age??

Master, forget it...

How did this uncle come here?

You are not the right age!