The Female Lead is Raised by Bosses

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"?" The side was startled by the bald head's big reaction, thinking left and right, drawing a conclusion, "Did I hurt you?"

"..." For people like them, it wouldn't hurt to have a broken bone.

However, the bald head took a breath like a toothache, and his fierce face faced the sincerely inquiring Xiao Douding, and he twisted a terrifying, smiling smile, saying dryly: "No."

"Then let's eat hot pot," while pulling the hand of the bald head. She was actually attracted by the black square worn on the bald head. She wanted to get closer and look at this. She had never seen it, but it looked very Something tall, "Uncle Luo and Uncle Jiang have prepared a lot of dishes, if not enough, pick them from the ground."

Luo Yesheng and Jiang Yu looked at each other and saw each other a bitter smile in each other's eyes.

The little girl is good, but it is too honest.

But...the eyes of the two meet: it looks like the four A's are quite a little girl.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but think of the picture of being a driver confused by the little girl last night. No one is so hostile to the cubs.

He nodded to Luo Yesheng imperceptibly-to watch its changes.

Bald Head III felt that the cub was interested in the signal tracker on his hand, and hesitated slightly. With this hesitation, one finger was held by a hand that was too small.

"..." He felt that as long as he pressed lightly, his hand would smash into blood residue.

He waited for the cub not to touch the tracker honestly, but the side holding his hand just scanned the tracker with a curious gaze, and did nothing else.

"Uncle Bald, you sit."

The stool was not enough, and volunteered to go downstairs to get it, Luo Yesheng stopped her: "No, the table is only so big, let the guests sit down, and you and Uncle Jiang will just stand."

He obeyed his arrangement.

As soon as the four bald heads sat down, the spacious space suddenly became crowded-not because the place was narrow, but the presence of these four bald heads was too strong.

The bald heads glanced at Luo and Jiang, and the latter greeted theirs without any surprise.

Fortunately, the chopsticks are already available, and you don't have to go downstairs to pick them up. You distribute the cutlery with carelessness. Usually, these are picked up by the little girl to eat.

"Since the end of the age, Lao Tzu has never eaten hot pot, and now it's a good luck." Bald Head unceremoniously rinsed a large piece of bacon, meaning to say something.

On the side, only the unkindness in the tone of the bald uncle was heard, and he said empathically: "Uncle bald, then you eat more and manage."

Bald Head 2: "..."

Almost choked on bacon!

The bald head bored off the ice-cold watermelon juice one by one, looked around, most of the ice in the basin placed on the ground, this ice was only for the side of the person, and placed on the entire rooftop, it had no effect.

"Who is the ice system here? How much ice is enough." The bald head glanced at Grandpa and Zhu Yuan-they have read the information of Luo Yesheng and Jiang Yu, and naturally know their abilities-there are basin and ice, explain The ice system comes from these two zombies.

The shaved head waved with confidence, and then the temperature of the entire rooftop dropped by more than ten degrees. A thin layer of ice climbed on the edge of the rooftop, and the cold air surged. The rooftop became a natural air conditioner, and the temperature naturally fell.

This hand-controlled ice technique shows almost no traces, which is much smarter than that of Feng Leijie of the flying dragon.

Grade A and grade B differ by one grade, which can be described as a qualitative change.

Luo Yesheng's face became ugly.

The other party was silently displacing them.

And the ability to activate the power is only to cool down. I am not afraid of consuming too much at all, and I have not put them in my eyes at all.

"Little girl, do you want to see the snow?" Bald asked, and his face was concave with a smile not like a smile.

Shaking his head, he said, "Are you hungry, uncle? Are you hungry? My grandfather said that you can't eat half-heartedly when you eat, otherwise you will have indigestion."

The bald head was inexplicable. The girl's reaction was not in his mind at all. Shouldn't he answer "Okay, okay, I want to see"?

A big one and a small one looked at each other, and three question marks appeared on their heads.

"..." The bald head stuffed a mouthful of green oil leaves wrapped in red oil into his mouth, so hot that the skin was pumping straight, and quickly activated the ability to quietly cool the mouth.

Several other bald heads took advantage of their bald heads to talk to the side while turning their chopsticks to eat hard.

Luo Yesheng and Jiang Yu did not move.

They regretted it, and knew that they should order the hot pot, so that it can be easily solved.

"Two brothers, why don't you eat them?" Bald head suddenly looked up, "Sit down together, you are destined to meet, all are **** and tearless men, you don't need to see them."

See your mom's outside.

Luo and Jiang thought at the same time.

"Little Douding," said Bald Three, and turned his attention to the old zombies. "Your grandfather is so tightly packed on hot days, are you afraid of the heat?"

"Uncle Bald, I have a name, not Xiao Douding, I'm Bianbian." Bianbian first politely corrected the name of this bald uncle, and then explained with some conscience, "Grandpa is not afraid of heat."

She was a little bit distressed, in case the bald uncle asked grandpa and uncle Zhu Yuan how not to eat, how should she answer.

"Is he your father?" The bald three-finger pointed to the third-level zombie.

"He is Uncle Zhu Yuan, and also my family." Uncle Zhu Yuan must be greedy, and wait for the guests to finish eating, and then give the others to him.

The thought flew for a while.

The third-level zombie only wore a mask, covering half of his face, and his gray eyes blinked and bald at his bald head. The latter did not care and only said: "Your uncle is quite a lot."

"Huh." Brow eyebrows happily, "There are four more bald uncles today."

In the unabashed joy of the cub, the bald head snapped under the shell suddenly.

He raised his eyes and exchanged glances with his teammates.

The shaved head unconsciously glanced at the band-aid on the tiger's mouth, his eyes flashing.

The appetite of the bald heads is quite good. All the ingredients for five people on the table went into their stomachs. Once the bald head eats bacon, they are not addicted. They often look at the pig shed in the corner.

Think of the best accompaniment to hot pot before the end of the world-pork rolls, liver, pork intestine and so on.

Although the pigs in the pig shed have fat and big ears, they are actually different from the traditional pigs. First, the color is similar to tender pink, and secondly, the body is not dirty. The pig's nose is very petite on the face of the pig... …Frankly speaking, this fat pig has been beautified on ordinary pigs. If you insist on saying it, it is probably similar to a pig with a beautiful face.

I don't know if I feel a certain danger. This pink pig has been tucked in the corner, and even his head is trying to hide under his neck.

"It's called Fanfen," singularly, a soft, sweet child's voice sounded in the ear of the bald head, and he looked back to see the little cub spread his thin arms to the size of the stroke. What about you?"

Shaved one: "... Pig humming song?"

"I teach it." He raised his small head proudly, pointing to the last piece of bacon in his bald head. "This one won't hum, so..."

She touched the belly full of bulge and smiled embarrassedly.

Inexplicably, the bald head's thoughts about killing the pig's fresh slice of pork fell away.

Bald Four burped, and asked intimately, "Uncle Bald, are you full?"

The bald head stunned when she saw the bottom of her heart. When asked by her, the full hiccup beat back halfway.

He nodded like a toothache, then shook his head again.

Without waiting to distinguish what he meant from these two actions, the bald three gobble drank the last glass of watermelon juice, and placed the glass on the table in a "snap". The strength was not controlled and the glass cracked with a crack.

"Are there any vegetables?" He asked the scraps on the ground, before he froze for a while, asking with a bit of softness. Nodding obediently.

"Go pick one more, I'm not full yet." Bald Three took a saber from his pocket. "This one is for you, when you run errands."

"Uncle Bald, I can't ask for it, and I have a knife."

I went to see Luo Yesheng. The latter straightened her hair and said warmly: "Go to the balcony and pick some more vegetables."

The task-given side walked downstairs without hesitation. After two steps, he found that Grandpa hadn't followed, and stopped and turned back. Looking back, eight pairs of eyes were watching her, silently urging her to hurry.

Encouraged and motivated, he decided to pick a little more and be sure to feed the shaved uncles!

The moment when the little figures on the side disappeared at the entrance of the rooftop, the atmosphere of the pergola changed.

As soon as the bald head turned the thick neck, it made a bitter clicking sound.

Shaved head two and shaved head four play with chopsticks, turn the chopsticks into afterimages, one gently pulls the band-aid on the tiger's mouth, itchy and wants to tear off the band-aid, but when it is about to be torn off, he resisted it Then I want to tear and hold back, and repeat.

The artificial smile on the bald head's face slowly disappeared. He stood up from the seat, and with his movements, the clear sky became gloomy and weird in the blink of an eye, only the one above the rooftop.

Dark clouds churned, and the thunder and lightning of my fingers flashed in the clouds.

"Brother Jiang, our brothers don't mean anything. For the sake of this hot pot, you give us the notebook in your hand. We are still friends, how?"

Jiang Yu's face changed greatly.

These four bald heads turned out to be him!

"Brother Luo," after that, Bald Head turned to Luo Yesheng, and the thunder above his head was even louder. "I am very interested in your special ability. If you are willing to take a trip with us, I promise not to hurt you. As for these two There are only zombies, we have to decide on their crystal nucleus. But I can promise that the little beanie downstairs will be fine."

Luo Yesheng's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "I don't agree?"

The fierce light glanced through the three eyes of the bald head: "In this case... then you have to kill you all."

"The tone is not small!" Jiang Yu's hand behind his back was clenched tightly, coldly, "How do you know about the notebook?"

"Brother Jiang, delaying time is useless to you." Shaved head pierced Jiang Yu's way with a sharp shot.

Jiang Yu was not embarrassed when he was poked, and said: "You guys, Nanji's team that will respond to me will arrive immediately. You leave now, we can think that nothing happened, otherwise, you can't go until you want to go. ."

After all, Jiang Yu and Luo Yesheng started without warning.

The vines were drilled out of the ground to entangle the feet of the four people; the fire spewed out of the stove, wrapped in the overturned soup pot and hit them, and the wind screamed to encourage the raging fire; the molten metal quickly assembled into a metal gun, and the spitting bullets Shoot cunningly. To the deadly points of the four people's eyebrows and chest.

Next second--

The vines were forcibly wrapped and pulled apart by the force of earth and stone, and they broke apart inch by inch.

The fire was blocked by the erected ice shield. The ice touched the fire. The soup base melted into the ice shield. Those residues belonging to the hot pot base material-such as pepper, pepper, star anise, red oil and other spices, and some were not fished. The finished vegetables are all solidified on the ice shield. At first glance, it is full of strange artistic sense.

The bullets emitted by the metal gun actually turned around and reflected, towards Luo and Jiang, and then stalemate in mid-air.

Four bald heads.

Shaved one: ice.

Bald two: soil system.

Bald three: Thunder and lightning.

Bald four: gold.

The thunder surging in the clouds is thicker, and the thickness of the lightning bolt is about to fall-

"It's going to rain. Uncle Bald. Come to your house to eat, so you don't get drizzled..." When you heard the thunder, when you reached the fourth floor, you turned around and ran back to the rooftop.

"..."

The four bald heads subconsciously withdrew their abilities, and the piece of "art version of red oil hot pot residue ice" landed on the ground and fell sparsely. The thunder above the head "burped" and was dumb.

The bald heads stood in place, and their collective teeth hurt.