"Because of what?"
Mao Xiaoyu wondered: "Did my master tell you something?"
Let's finish talking. ” Luo Bo sneered: "It's nothing.
He swept his eyes and asked, "There are still so many plates that have not been eaten, hurry up!"
” "It's full."
Mao Xiaoyu touched his stomach.
Luo Bo sighed lightly: "Okay, put it away and put it in the refrigerator."
He stood up and took the shelf.
"Boss, I'll come."
How embarrassed is Mao Xiaoyu: The boss does it, and the guy sits idle?
The fingers inadvertently touched the back of Luo Bo's hand and retracted it as if it were hot.
Luo Bo didn't notice that her attitude was different, and he smiled and groaned: "Why don't you come?"
Polite words, huh?
” "It's not."
Mao Xiaoyu argued weakly and bowed his head: "Where do you put it, I'll come." ” Luo Bo folded the plate, looked at her, and wondered: "What's wrong?"
” "No, not really."
Mao Xiaoyu took a deep breath and smiled: "I'll help you." ” "Give."
Luo Bo unceremoniously divided a few plates from her and advised: "Be careful when you go down the stairs." ” "Got it."
Put it in the refrigerator, Mao Xiaoyu glanced at it a few times and nodded: "I'm going to buy fresh side dishes tomorrow morning."
Oh, and the milk is gone, too. ” Luo Bo smiled: "What the hell are you doing?"
Xiucaoer and Lan Lan will go to the purchase. ” Sullen and closed the refrigerator, Mao Xiaoyu sat on the sofa, melancholy: "My housewife is powerful, just like this." ” "Hahaha......"
Luo Bo laughed out loud and touched her head: "Temporary."
When everything is over, your housewife will be back in power. ” Mao Xiaoyu deflected his hand, raised his eyes and asked, "Boss, you said, you won't go far again, right?"
” "I can't say anything about this."
Luo Bo sat down next to her and took out his mobile phone: "I'll transfer the account to you." ” "Huh?
So kind?
Mao Xiaoyu can't believe that there is such a good thing?
Luo Bo was helpless: "When have I ever been bad-hearted?"
” "Anyway, when it comes to money, you're very picky."
Mao Xiaoyu muttered and took out his mobile phone.
"That's poor.
Now that I'm a little more abundant, won't I just stick to you?
” Mao Xiaoyu didn't appreciate it: "You're paying a salary, right?"
” "Double the salary."
Luo Bo bowed his head and lost the numbers.
Mao Xiaoyu stared at the numbers in his mobile phone, his mouth opened wide, and his glasses slipped: "So many?
” "Not much, you deserve it."
"Then thank you."
Mao Xiaoyu accepted the account with peace of mind.
Tens of thousands!
If he is willing, she will dare to ask for it.
"Money junkies."
Luo Bo shook his head with a smile.
Mao Xiaoyu smiled and teased him: "You immortals, you don't eat fireworks in the world, and you treat money like dung, so troublesome, give me this money fan, right?"
” "Immortals also have to live."
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"Immortals, it's enough to either open the valley or eat the northwest wind."
Luo Bo put one arm on the sofa behind her shoulder, approached her, and smiled: "So you want to be in charge of my finances?
” Mao Xiaoyu was stunned, this action is a little too intimate, right?
"That, boss......"
Mao Xiaoyu shrank back, and reached out to try to push him away.
Luo Bo held her hand and said in a low voice: "There is only one person in this world who can control my finances?"
” "yes, right?"
Mao Xiaoyu twitched her hand and was so nervous that she stammered.
"Don't want to know who it is?"
Mao Xiaoyu was honest: "I think."
Who is it?
” "My future wife."
He also blinked, fascinated by Mao Xiaoyu's corona.
After a while, I got a light 'oh' from Mao Xiaoyu.
Luo Bo was stunned: "You just 'oh' it?"
” "I rolled my eyes."
Mao Xiaoyu is too sincere.
Luo Bo fell to her speechlessly.
This girl is so self-aware.
If you play here on TV, isn't the heroine's heart like a deer, blushing and shy?
Why didn't she take a seat?
"Hey, boss, don't you fall?
Ouch, you're too heavy......"
Mao Xiaoyu hurriedly pushed him.
Luo Bo slowly sat up straight, looking at her with a sad and helpless look.
"Boss, you, are you ......"
Mao Xiaoyu rolled her eyes to find the most suitable wording.
Asked in a different way: "Boss, you, little fairy, haven't you found it yet?"
” "Found it."
Luo Bo's answer was unexpected.
Mao Xiaoyu was happy for him: "Where is it?"
Why don't you go to her?
” Sighing, Luo Bo looked at the ceiling.
How to say that?
It seems that there is no way to talk about it, and it seems that the timing is not right.
Forget it, just wait.
"Boss, is you getting old, or a wife?"
Mao Xiaoyu envisioned two of the most common possibilities.
"It's not.
It's getting stupid. ” "Oh."
Got stupid?
Did it become mentally ill?
Mental patients aren't stupid, are they?
What's a stupid way?
I really wanted to ask, but Mao Xiaoyu clearly knew that this was someone else's business, and it was very rude to ask.
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For a moment, the air was quiet.
The clock on the wall ticked towards four o'clock, and outside the store, an autumn wind whistled by.
"Oops, I broke my leg on this trip today."
It was one of the ghosts who spoke, and he also dusted off his wide sleeved robe.
Luo Bo hurriedly got up to greet him: "Coming?"
” Another ghost who was walking behind pulled backhanded: "Ah, someone brought it." ” Behind it, a young woman cowered and stepped forward.
The facial features are not ugly or beautiful, he has medium-long hair and timid eyes.
Mao Xiaoyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief: it looks like it was when he was alive, not when he was dead.
It's okay, it's not scary.
Luo Bo gave her a look, Mao Xiaoyu immediately understood, and warmly invited the two ghosts to sit down, serve wine and snacks, and greeted them very satisfied.
"Remember what the person who tortured you looked like?"
Luo Bo asked bluntly.
The young woman looked up at him, her fear lessening.
Seeing that the ghost had already eaten and drunk by himself, he strengthened his courage and whispered: "I don't remember very clearly." ” "Tell me everything you can remember.
I'll help you catch the murderer. ” "You're ......," the young woman hesitated.
Luo Bo looked solemn: "I was entrusted by your family, so I deliberately spent a lot of effort to go through the back door of the underworld."
Time is running out, it's almost dawn, hurry up and tell me. ” The young woman pursed her lips and glanced at Mao Xiaoyu, who was wearing glasses and amiable.
Anyway, whether it's true or not, it's good that someone can hear her grievances.
"That day, Xiao Jiang and I walked separately from the rest of the company.
We chose a small road and haven't seen a car pass by for a long time.
Then Xiao Jiang and I regretted it.
I couldn't walk anymore, so I rested on the side of the road.
Then, there came a small dark green pickup truck.
We both went to the road......"
I thought I had met a kind driver who hitched a ride, but it didn't come to pass, but it was the beginning of a nightmare.
"Excuse me, I'll interrupt."
Luo Bo pointed his finger and asked seriously: "Do you remember what the driver looks like?"
” The young woman smiled helplessly: "He wears a big mask, which he says is protected from wind and sand, and he also wears a pair of sunglasses, which he says is UV-proof."
But if you have an accent, it's really the accent of the people over there.
Mandarin is not very fluent and can only be conversed at a level. ” "Well, I understand.
You continue. ”