"Master Han, Miss Qiao, because the little boy was only brought out of the snake cave in the haunted house, we can't be sure who brought him in, we need to collect the news of the tourists who bought tickets to enter the haunted house today to be sure.

So, in the meantime, the little boy will be taken care of by you, is that okay? ”

The police who made the transcript told Bei Shaohan and Qiao Taro Xin.

Qiao Yuxin nodded, and put the little boy at the police station, he would inevitably be afraid, so let her and Bei Shaohan take it home first.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Qiao Yuxin and Bei Shao Han returned home with the little boy.

"Big brother, sister, is this your home? It's fun! ”

The little boy jumped, ran into the couch, sat and bounced, and had a lot of fun!

"Yes, little brother, since you can't say your name, then I'll call you Xiaobao, and I'll talk about it when you find your family."

The little boy's eyes flashed, his palms clapped, and his pink face smiled brightly:

"Okay, I'll call Xiaobao!"

Xiaobao giggled, innocent.

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Longtan Villa

The night was dark, but the lights were still stubbornly on.

Murong Le waited for a long time, but he didn't see his uncle get off work, which was a little strange, but he could only wait.

It wasn't until there was a "snort" sound downstairs that the sound of the car's tires rubbing against the road clearly reached Murong Le's ears.

Her eyes lit up, and she quickly got up from the bed, ran to the window and looked down, only to see an extended version of the business car, and a man in a black windbreaker slowly walked down.

The man held a large dress box in his hand, which sparkled in the light of the street lamp.

Murong Le smiled, hurriedly opened the door and went out, coming down from upstairs, her work finally arrived!

Uncle promised her that it would be delivered to her on Friday night, so Murong Le waited anxiously.

Murong Bojing had just entered the door, and before he could change his shoes, he heard the sound of coming down the stairs, and his eyes followed the sound.

I saw the little woman, who was hurrying downstairs, her pajamas and pants were a little messy, and her hair was blown......

How anxious is this woman to see him?

Thinking of this, Murong Bo curled the corners of his lips suddenly, hooking up a perfect arc, and the spring flowers rippled.

"Uncle, my clothes!"

Murong was happy to see that the man was looking at him, and he spoke happily, his eyes staring at the dress box and shining!

Murong Bojing's face sank, running in such a hurry, just for a torn dress?

"Murong Le, torn clothes are more important than me?!"

Murong Bojing's sudden roar made Murong Le's hurried footsteps pause, and he didn't dare to take the gift box.

"Huh? Uncle ......"

The corners of Murong Le's mouth twitched twice, he didn't know what Uncle said meant, as if he was not in a good mood, and his face turned black.

"I'm asking you!"

Murong Bojing pointed to the gift box placed aside, the meaning was self-evident.

"Uh...... Uncle is more important. ”

Murong Le observed his words, changed his words, and immediately came back.

Murong Bojing's face looked a little better.

"I'm ready to get dressed, go change into it."

He had ordered the tailor to make it exactly according to her measurements, and the fabric he used was even better!

Murong Le's face was happy, he happily picked up the gift box, said "um", turned around and jumped upstairs, and went back to the room to change clothes.

Murong Bojing looked at her back impatiently, and his eyebrows jumped fiercely.

in the room

Murong Le, who changed into clothes, had a pink pleated skirt like a blooming flower, and her unique design was eye-catching and perfectly fit her figure.