[Poof, hahahaha! I expected it, but I wanted to laugh! This hand is too dark! 】

[Sure enough, Sang Wanzhou's bad luck will never live up to my expectations, hahahaha! 】

[No, look at Xiao Fubao's expression, it's so funny hahahaha! 】

Xiao Fubao couldn't believe his eyes and looked puzzled.

Why can my brother's hands be so dark?!

How many peace charms do you have to make with Xiao Fubao to be transported?

Xiao Fubao secretly made up his mind in his heart.

When I have a chance in the future, I must make a peace blessing for my brother again!

Even the staff couldn't help but look at him twice.

Is it true that anyone is born unlucky like this?

He's the only one, right?

In the office of a certain criminal police brigade, I had just made a cup of coffee and was about to plunge into the archives to fight until dawn, when my feet suddenly slipped, and the whole person fell directly to the ground, and the coffee was also spilled.

The other team members were already surprised, glanced in the direction of Sang Yanzhou, and continued to bury themselves in their own things.

Sang Yanzhou got up from the ground with a black face, pretended to be casual and cleaned up the coffee on the ground, and returned to the changing room in the office to change his clothes again.

After the lottery, the staff said goodnight to the two and left quickly.

Sang Wanzhou stood in place for a long time before he came back to his senses, and accepted this fact with a long sigh.

He walked towards the monitor, turned it off with a hint of resentment, took off the microphone from his collar and threw it on the table.

Xiao Fubao felt that Sang Wanzhou's mood was not beautiful at this time, so he obediently lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

Sang Wanzhou turned off the light and lay down on the bed.

The air at night was very quiet, and Xiao Fubao had helped with a lot of work today, and he was already drowsy.

In a haze, she suddenly heard Sang Wanzhou call her: "Little guy, are you tired today?" ”

Xiao Fubao's sleepy eyelids kept fighting, but he still replied to him strongly: "Fubao is not tired, Fubao is happy today." Fubao met four new friends today, and it's great to be on a variety show with my brother. ”

Her voice was soft and sweet, like a soft marshmallow sweet into his heart, and there was a sleepy little mute voice.

Sang Wanzhou's heart trembled slightly.

The air was silent for a long time.

Just when Xiao Fubao was about to fall asleep again, he heard Sang Zhou's voice in a daze: "Sleep, good night." ”

Xiao Fubao had no strength to answer him anymore, and he fell asleep after a while.

Good night, brother.

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Early the next morning.

Xiao Fubao got up early as usual, turned on the monitor after changing clothes and washing, brought the microphone by herself, said hello to the audience and friends, and jumped out to find her friends.

Leave the back of a sleeping man in Sang Wanzhou to show them.

[Good morning, little baby! I look like I'm in a good mood today! It seems that yesterday's events did not affect the little baby! That's great! 】

[The little baby is really up as early as ever, look at Sang Wanzhou again, and sleep there with a pouting butt, wake up quickly! ] The sun is going to burn your ass! 】

[Hahahaha! Self-disciplined little baby and your own waste brother! It's a world of difference! Sang Wanzhou, are you embarrassed? Six-year-olds get up earlier than you! 】

Sang Wanzhou: "Don't bother me ......"! I'm got out of bed! I'm going to get some sleep!