The red mud tea pet was held in the palm of Xiang Yu's palm, and it was shown to the white father like a treasure.

"Well, ahem, it's good. Father Bai was not interested, and in order not to disappoint Xiang Yu, he reluctantly smiled a little.

"I'm going to boil a kettle of hot water and show you all the fun about this tea pet. ”

It seems that because he didn't get the expected reaction, Xiang Yu looked unwilling and quickly went to boil the hot water.

Father Bai couldn't stop it, so he could only watch him get busy.

Observing his every move, I am more sure in my heart that my baby daughter will never fall in love with such a missing string in her head.

As for what Bai Mu heard, it was just Xiang Yu cooperating with others to make a play and deliberately acting for him.

Relaxing his guard against Xiang Yu, Father Bai turned his head to look at the lounge in front of him, his eyes were attracted by the bookshelves, and he planned to go over to take a look, and when he saw the full of foreign language books, he felt a little ...... Headache.

As the helmsman of a company, his education and experience sound quite bluffing, but in fact, for a white father who was born with a golden spoon, there are people who have been touched all the way, and even his weaknesses will be beautified as necessary.

To put it bluntly, he didn't study well and couldn't read English......

The admiration for Lao Xiang had just emerged, and it was quickly extinguished because of the novelty of foreign language books.

"Many of the books are even covered with covers, and there is no sign of wear and tear from the pages......

Disappointed, he turned his gaze to the filing cabinet next to him.

Don't know what useful things can be hidden inside?

Make a plan, before Father Bai acts, don't forget to observe Xiang Yu's movements.

It was a good glimpse, and it almost scared him out of a heart attack.

Xiang Yuzheng, who was holding a red clay tea pet, blinked his eyes that were not too small, staring at him directly!

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"I—I'm looking for something. ”

Even for people who have experienced a big scene, under Xiang Yu's gaze, Father Bai couldn't help but stumble when he spoke.

Xiang Yu nodded clearly, and unfortunately put the red clay tea pet under the white father's nose, "The pessing boy seems to be blocked underneath." I'm trying to figure out how to unblock it. ”

Seeing him dredge it with a toothpick, Father Bai felt tense for a while.

"Hehe, I'm looking for what I left here, and you keep busy with yours. ”

In order to get rid of him, the white father deliberately walked to the big corner. Pretending to be looking for something, he turned around and opened the filing cabinet.

Xiang Yu, who put his every move in his eyes, couldn't help but scoff.

Lao Xiang's lounge didn't have any important information at all, he had verified it more than half an hour ago, not to mention the lounge, in the office where he turned left when he went out, there were fewer things to be found than here.

Why?

Of course, it's because he doesn't do his job properly, and he doesn't care about running the company at all.

If you want to talk about business documents or something, maybe go to the general assistant office, which is more rewarding than here.

As for what can be found and found here, perhaps only ......

"Recipes?"

When holding a book called "Home-cooked Good Porridge", Bai's father once wondered if there was a problem with his proud eyesight.

Looking through all the books in the filing cabinet, the recipes accounted for nearly ninety percent, and the remaining one percent was ......

"There are still a lot of beauty magazines, do you want to read Uncle Bai?"

Xiang Yu picked up one of the books called What Son, and invited Father Bai to enjoy it together.

He had seen it before, and he was angry that Lao Xiang had collected such an eye-catching thing in private - he didn't even share it with his son, which was really stingy.

"No, no, you can see for yourself. By the way, how's your manneken boy unblocking?"

Even if he felt that Xiang Yu's head was not good, in order not to make the other party suspicious, Father Bai quickly changed the topic.

"Uncle is so anxious to see, then you wait a minute. ”

Father Bai's smiling face collapsed for a moment: he didn't rush to look at it.

"By the way, there's a toilet cleaner in the toilet, so I'll fill it with it. ”

In Xiang Yu's memory, the toilet at home was always overwhelmed, and when the filth excreted by the family of three seriously blocked the downward passage, Comrade Yuan Hongmei relied on some magical liquid to dredge it.

For his lackluster knowledge of housework, the results are literally attributed to the toilet cleaner.

Looking at Xiang Yu for a while, Father Bai's contempt for him continued to increase.

"My stuff doesn't seem to be here. As...... Let's take a look outside?"

I didn't bother to do the basic perfunctory, and Father Bai was about to turn around and go out directly - although the lounge looked very good on the surface, it was actually a place for Qianqian to rest, and the recipes and what childe magazines did give him an understanding of Qianqian, but it was not what he wanted.

Before the person had time to go out, he was caught off guard and was dragged back by Xiang Yu again.

"Uncle, wait a little longer, you can see the little kid peeing soon, what's the hurry. ”

His eyes fell on the hand where Xiang Yu was holding his collar, and Father Bai was annoyed in his heart - he couldn't help but label him as impolite.

He tried a little, but he couldn't shake Xiang Yu's hand off.

If it weren't for the fact that the family didn't enter the door, the white mother was so irritable, and the white father was actually no better?

Angry to the corner of his forehead, he glanced at Xiang Yu with a gloomy gaze, and when he glanced at the foreign dictionary on the bookshelf beside him, the plan that could not see the light suddenly took shape.

Why don't you take the opportunity to knock people unconscious, so that you can do things yourself?

So, when Xiang Yu put his hand down and continued to tinker with the red clay tea pet, Father Bai quickly pulled out the thick foreign dictionary from the bookshelf.

In his eyes, Xiang Yu is just a little minion who is insignificant. Even if he knocks someone unconscious, it will have no effect on him in the future.

At this moment, Xiang Yu is really competing with the peneken boy, and he has no leisure to observe the actions of the white father.

Seeing that there was no sign of dredging, Xiang Yu poured a bottle of toilet cleaner on it again.

At the same time, a heavy shadow slowly enveloped him.

A ten-pound foreign dictionary slammed down unexpectedly!

Miraculously, the peneing boy in Xiang Yu's hand suddenly spouted a stream of blue liquid!

"That's it!"

Excited, Xiang Yu turned around and showed Father Bai.

Unexpectedly, the staying power of that blue liquid was good, and it fell into the eyes of the white father in one fell swoop!

"Ah, my eyes!"

The hot pain caused the white father to throw away the dictionary in his hand, cover his eyes and howl.

Xiang Yu should have felt guilty for hurting people, but when he saw the dictionary that fell from Father Bai's hand, and then analyzed according to his previous actions, Xiang Yu was shocked.

"You're not trying to knock me unconscious with a dictionary, are you?"

The eyes are like drilling into the sand that has been burned by the fire, and the more you rub it, the stronger the feeling becomes, for fear that you will be blind, and Father Bai can't care to explain it to Xiang Yu.

"What are you spraying, bitch, help me figure it out!"

In a hurry, the previous calculations were abandoned, and the white father showed his true colors and scolded and scolded.

Xiang Yu, who knew that he would be like this, shook his head.

He wasn't going to help, and he even wanted to find a handful of melon seeds.

However, the question lingers in my mind - how can it be so coincidental?

In fact, he didn't expect Father Bai to be so bad before, and he even wanted to attack him.

Pick up the dictionary and weigh it, the weight ...... Tsk, if he was a little more ruthless, he might have to lie in the lounge for dozens of minutes.

It was such a coincidence that the clogged peneing boy was dredged in an instant.

As for whether it was a coincidence, or was it ......

Before Xiang Yudu could make up his mind, he heard the prompt tone of the Mary Sue modifier: "Because the protagonist is in danger, use the protagonist's aura once." The revision process has been increased to 90 percent!"

The protagonist aura?