Chapter 8 A small flour dumpling in a wig

After he reacted, he became even more angry, and he was furious.

"You wait for you!" the middle-aged man angrily pushed away the crowd and left.

Probably went to call someone.

Medical troubles are common, but it's the first time the big guy has seen such a scene.

Several passers-by couldn't help but vaguely worry about the teenager.

"That one just now is the deputy in the Southwest Street area, his boss is a black dragon, you be careful, young man......"

Lin Shuo nodded and didn't speak.

She glanced at the little flour dough under her arm again, and then put him down.

One big and one small just stood with eyes in front of each other.

Although Lin Shuo only has half a face.

"What's your name. The tone was blunt.

The little flour ball with long fake hair on top shook his head.

"Where do you live?" the tone was still stiff.

The little dough shook his head again.

"Don't tell me you're a homeless orphan. Lin Shuo was already a little speechless.

The little one seemed to be deep in thought, as if he was thinking about something.

Half ringing.

Only then did he bite his finger and nodded vigorously with a little embarrassment and a little firmness.

Obviously, he said, "Yes, I'm an orphan!"

Lin Shuo: "......"

I believe you're a ghost.

Others may not recognize his brand.

She knew it clearly.

PW royal brand, which is popular all over the world, is hundreds of thousands of dollars just for a T-shirt.

And a lot of the clothes are not for sale.

Internal digestion can only be bought by real bigwigs.

Just like the pair of PW shoes on his body.

She estimated that the market price would start at least five million.

This little guy is wearing 10 million from head to toe.

He even told her that he was a homeless orphan?

Are orphans so demanding now?

Rich or expensive?

Then she really doesn't deserve to be an orphan.

......

Lin Shuo went out.

After walking a little way, she could find that the little flour dumplings behind her were still following her.

As soon as she turned around, the little flour dumpling immediately found a place to hide.

As a result, I don't know what I stepped on.

Whining again, he jumped out of the bushes in a rage, and his wigs fell off.

He picked it up with his arm again, and put it on seriously in a proper manner.

It looks funny and cute.

By this time, the two of them had already reached the street.

Many passers-by cast their eyes in this direction.

The main thing is that this combination is too weird.

"Don't follow me, be careful that I beat you. ”

Lin Shuo raised his fist, turned around and said to him in a fierce tone.

But the dough did not move at all, blinking a pair of big watery eyes.

He didn't look scared at all.

He pointed at her, then at himself, and patted his chest hard.

Soft and cute look.

"You say I'm not going to beat you?"

The little flour dumpling nodded, blinking his eyes.

"Who gave you confidence?" said Lin.

The little flour dumpling was not afraid, pouted, and pointed at Lin Shuo again.

The meaning is obvious: you won't.

Lin Shuo looked expressionless: "Hehe, you have the determination to win for me?"

The little flour dumpling nodded vigorously again.

I shook my fist at her, with an attitude of absolute trust in you.

Lin Shuo: "......"

She really shouldn't be nosy.

Now it's all right.

Whole kid?

She was only eighteen years old.

They are all adrift and in danger.

You can't still take this defenseless little guy with you.

Lin Shuo decided to negotiate with him.

She squatted down in front of him, this was probably the first time she came to Jiangcheng, and she showed her heavy bangs to others.