At half past four in the morning, Jiang Lin arrived at the Huo Manor.

Steward Luo thought that something had happened to Mr. and hurriedly spoke up.

"Jiang Tezhu, is there anything important about Mr. Yes?"

Jiang Lin shook his head: "It's not Mr., it's Miss." ”

Steward Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and then became surprised again.

"Jiang Tezhu, what's wrong with Miss?"

Jiang Lin asked Steward Luo: "Steward Luo, Miss has been coming to the manor for so long, is there anything different about the family?" ”

Steward Luo, who was so sleepy that he only yawned, was instantly happy.

"Hahaha, that's too much!"

Jiang Lin immediately became vigilant: "For example? ”

Steward Luo said: "The most obvious thing is, of course, that Mr. goes home more often, as long as the company is not such a big thing as this Fangyuan Group, Mr. goes home on time almost every day." ”

"For example, the eldest young master and the second young master are much more lively, the eldest young master has more smiles on his face, the second young master doesn't often go out to play with his friends until the early hours of the morning before coming back, the third young master is much more sensible, and he no longer draws ghost talismans on the walls of the living room, and they are all scrambling to take care of the young lady."

"And ......"

Jiang Lin: "......"

Is that what he wants to hear?

Apparently not!

Seeing that Mr. was fine, Jiang Lin was stunned, Steward Luo waved his hand, yawned and turned around to go back to the room to rest, leaving Jiang Lin standing alone in the living room in a daze.

Taking advantage of the fact that the little adults and the young masters of the Huo family went upstairs to rest, the rabbit who sneaked out raised his head and looked at the human who stepped on one of his small feet.

"Hey, buddy, don't you think you're panicking on the soles of your feet?"

Jiang Lin subconsciously apologized: "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

When I looked left and right, there was no one around.

Jiang Lin: "......"

Rabbit Hei Hei raised his other foot and kicked it on Jiang Lin's ankle, the strength was not great, but it could definitely be felt.

"Here! You're stepping on Uncle Ben's feet! ”

Only then did Jiang Lin notice that a little rabbit with a black body with a pair of dark red eyes came at his feet.

The worst thing is that this rabbit is very spittering.

Jiang Lin: "......"

When Jiang Lin broke out in a cold sweat, the cub's soft voice came down from upstairs.

"Rabbit Heihei, don't bully Uncle Jiang, otherwise I will stew you!"

The trampled rabbit black: "......"

The rabbit was paralyzed on all fours, and he lay on the ground and did not move.

The red-haired little zombie was still wearing Huo Sijin's wide T-shirt, as if he was wearing a dress on his body, and jumped down one staircase after another.

Jiang Lin subconsciously looked over when he heard the movement, and when he saw a child with his hands stretched out and a waist-length red hair jumping down from the upper floor, his pupils exploded.

"This ......"

The red-haired little zombie stiffened his head sideways, and the blood-red pupils on his pale face locked Jiang Lin, and then grinned.

"Hey!"

Jiang Lin: "......"

Mamma Mia!

Is that a legendary zombie?

It's a small one, but it's also a zombie!

Jiang Lin was about to let out a frightened scream, when the cub saw that the situation was not good, he floated down directly from the second floor and landed in front of him.

A pair of legs floated, and the little chubby hand covered his mouth, and explained in a milky voice.

"Uncle Jiang, don't scream, although the young general is a zombie, he doesn't bite, he can drink chicken blood."

Jiang Lin: "......"

The cub looked at Jiang Lin with wide eyes and looked at her directly, and she added softly and cutely.

"The cub knows that Uncle Jiang is bold, so he must not be afraid, right?"

Jiang Lin: "......"

No!

He's afraid!

He's so scared to pee!

Which normal person can stand this?

Jiang Lin rolled his eyes, seeing that he was about to faint, the cub's little hand hurriedly clicked on his eyebrows, forcibly fixed his soul, and when his soul stabilized, she had already nested in Jiang Lin's arms.

His hands were around his neck, and his milky voice cared for him.

"Uncle Jiang, zombies are really not afraid, they are real, and their bodies are real, they are not as scary as those ghosts."

Jiang Lin tried to swallow his saliva, not understanding why he hadn't fainted in such a terrifying situation.

He clearly felt that his eyes were black just now, and his brain was blank.

"Uncle Jiang?"

Jiang Lin wandered out of the world: "Hey." ”

The cub smiled softly: "Did Dad let you come back to see your brothers and cubs?" Dad is not very busy, then you can go back later and ask Dad to pay more attention to his body, the brothers and cubs are very good. ”

Jiang Lin: "...... Hey, okay. ”

Five minutes later, Jiang Lin, who was on the same hand and foot, got into the car, and his clothes were already soaked.

Relieved, he sat in the driver's seat, and slapped himself on the head in a dream.

It's regret and fear again!

"Rub! Why didn't I bring a voice recorder and a tiny camera! ”

With complicated feelings, Jiang Lin kicked the accelerator to the end and went straight to the special department.

He had to go to the captain Chen Jiantao first, what should he do if there were at least three ghosts in his family.

——

At eight o'clock the next morning, Huo Sijin got up to have breakfast with the cubs, and then sent the cubs to Hanning Bilingual International Kindergarten.

Huo Sijue and Huo Sichen didn't rest well for several days in a row, and they were so sleepy that they couldn't move at this time, and they both snored.

When she went out, the red-haired little zombie with a hat to cover her light clung to the cub's little skirt and looked at her pitifully like an abandoned puppy.

The cub was stunned and explained to him softly.

"The cubs go to kindergarten, so you can go back too."

The red-haired little zombie's blood-red eyes suddenly moistened, and he didn't speak or leave, just staring at her directly.

Cub: "......"

The cub raised his head and asked Huo Sijin beside him: "Big brother, can the cub take him to kindergarten with him?" ”

Huo Sijin shook his head with the twitching corners of his mouth: "I'm sorry, cub, I shouldn't be able to." ”

The cub looked at the red-haired little zombie in embarrassment, and the red-haired little zombie began to burst into tears.

Cub: "......"

Crying and crying!

The cub climbed into Huo Sijin's arms with his hands and feet, plunged into his arms, and lay on his stomach softly.

"Big brother~~ The cub will look at the little general, and ensure that the little general will not scare other children."

Huo Sijin: "......"

He can trust cubs, but he is a stranger to red-haired little zombies.

He hasn't slept since he came back from the hospital in the early morning, and he's been in the habit of being a zombie in Baidu.

All kinds of strange and miscellaneous stories look down, zombies are fierce, bloodthirsty, and extremely ferocious.

Such a fierce breed, where did he dare to let the cubs take them to school together.

Huo Si tried to keep himself from being fooled by the cubs.

He didn't dare to look at the cute cub in his arms, so his eyes had to fall on the red-haired little zombie.

Seeing that the red-haired little zombie was still his T-shirt, Huo Sijin suddenly had an idea.

"Cub, the young general doesn't have a decent dress, and after the big brother sends you to school, he has to take him to buy clothes."

The cub thought of the countless clothes in his cloakroom: "The cub has it, and the little general can wear the cub's clothes." ”

Huo Sijin hurriedly shook his head: "That's not good, the cub is a girl, and the junior is a boy." ”

The cub blinked his eyes wide, and suddenly looked down and asked the little red-haired zombie who had been looking up at them without speaking.

"Can you wear a cub's skirt?"

The red-haired little zombie's eyes lit up, and he nodded his head with a clear voice.

"Yes!"

Huo Sijin silently looked up at the sky.

Sure enough, it's a little zombie without a kindergarten diploma, and the boy wears a skirt...... Aren't you afraid of becoming the black history of the future?