The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

Nian Nian walked to the end of the corridor. This booth was at the last position. Because it was in the corner, there were very few guests.

The owner of the booth was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, who was sitting there playing games with his mobile phone, and gunshots could be heard from time to time.

Sensing that someone was approaching, the teenager didn't lift his head, and continued to stare at the phone, "Choose what you want, don't negotiate the price, say it's over there, the four-dimensional code is here, check out by yourself, don't give away the calcite service ha...Come on, again So dead!"

"A group of spicy chickens, don't think about taking the young master's points again in the future."

After turning on the voice and swearing, the teenager turned off the game, put away the mobile phone, and looked up with a bit of impatience on his face.

"I said whether you should buy it or not? If you don't buy it, don't hang around here... eh? Little sister, it's you."

Rong Shuo looked at Si Niannian, and his bad mood of losing a few games in a row instantly improved.

"Little sister wants to buy rough stones? Which one do you like, my brother will give it to you."

Rong Shuo smiled and stretched his hand to the top of Si Niannian's head, "But this time you have to tell my brother what your name is... eh?"

Rong Shuo's wrist was suddenly grasped with great strength. He broke free twice but did not break free. He could only follow the owner of the hand and look to the side.

"Who are you? If you want to buy the rough stone, choose it yourself. If you don't buy it, go away. Don't delay the conversation between the young master and the little sister."

Zishu was startled and gave Rong Shuo a thumbs up.

In this Beicheng, dare to talk to their young master like this, this is really a scorpion cake, the only one.

Bu Chensu shook off Rong Shuo's hand, rubbed Si Niannian's head, and bent over to hug the little girl.

"Niannian know him?"

Si Niannian shook his head, "I don't know."

Bu Chen frowned, at this time Rong Shuo was in his eyes a dangerous person who was inconsiderate and even suspected of child abduction.

Rong Shuo's pupils shrank, "Little sister, a good boy can't lie, we just met a few days ago, have you forgotten? It's in Jianmingxuan..."

"Oh." Si Niannian finally remembered, "You are the one with a hole in your butt."

"Pfft!" Zi Shu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Both Rong Shuo and Bu Chensu's faces were not very good-looking.

"Little sister, do you know whether to expose people or not?"

"Niannian has seen his ass?"

Bu Chensu looked at Rong Shuo with almost killing intent, biting cold.

The ferret took the opportunity to jump out of Si Niannian's arms and went straight to the pile of rough stones.

Lingyu, there is really Lingyu here!

The ferret lay directly on a rough rock the size of a watermelon, with its four claws clinging tightly, its pointed nose kept sniffing on it, and its expression was very strange.

"Brother Su."

Si Niannian wrapped one arm around Bu Chensu's neck, and the other hand pulled at his sleeve and shook it.

The little girl didn't need to say more, Bu Chensu understood what she meant.

Turning his head, "Zi Shu."

Zishu nodded, stepped forward, pointed to the rough stone that was being picked up by the ferret, and said, "We want this rough stone."

"Five hundred thousand."

Rong Shuo asked for the price directly.

Zishu glanced at the price tag in front of the pile of rough stones, "Isn't it written 100,000? Didn't you just say no to bargain?"

Rong Shuo directly turned the price tag over.

Above is a row of small characters: the final interpretation right belongs to the store owner.

"It's too expensive? You can also pay nothing, I'll give it away for nothing, but it's for this little sister." Rong Shuo blinked at Si Niannian.

But as soon as the voice fell, there was an extra check in front of him.

Five hundred thousand is a lot.

"Boy, are you helping the family watch the stall? Remember to tell them when your adults come back, you have a big deal."

Zishu smiled and stuffed the check into Rong Shuo's shirt pocket, picked up the ferret in one hand and the rough stone in the other, and followed Bu Chensui away.

Niannian: Feng Bao, why is XX on the title?

Feng Bao: Anyway, the writing has to be harmonized, so I won't bother the system, I will manually mosaic it.

Bu Shao: Oh, this kid is so annoying.

Third Uncle: Why are there always so many cubs trying to rob his little princess?