C5 The Fearless Little Tits

It's spacious and bright in the hall, but the atmosphere isn't so bright.

Linn Nanfeng, who was sitting on the sofa, had changed into a suit without any wrinkles. His lips were tightly pursed, and his handsome face was full of indifference. His sharp eyes looked at Little Milk Bun, who was sitting on the sofa opposite him.

There was a depressing atmosphere around him. . . .

Linn Nanfeng's cold and indifferent eyes suddenly turned to look at the pistol on the table. It was the pistol that Little Milk Bun had brought. But it was also the pistol that he could not find when he woke up five years ago in the morning.

That damned woman stole his pistol, and now she actually dared to run away for the second time! The coldness in Linn Nanfeng's eyes became more and more concentrated.

"Boss, the DNA test is still in progress. I reckon there will be results soon. " Feeling the strange atmosphere around him, Han Yubo looked at Little Milk Bun, who was half sitting on the ground, and then at his own boss. He felt that the chief's emotions were fluctuating too much.

"En!" Linn Nanfeng waved Han Yubo's words indifferently.

His pair of cold eyes continued to look at Little Milk Bun, as if he wanted to find something in this small face that was very similar to his.

"Tell me, who is she?" Linn Nanfeng's cold voice seemed to have an infinite penetrative power. It cut through the air and smashed towards the sleeping Little Milk Bun.

Linn Chenchen's chubby little lips pouted, and then his chubby little hands rubbed his eyes hard. His butt shook a few times on the sofa, and then he continued to sleep very seriously.

He didn't take Linn Nanfeng's words seriously at all. He was going to freeze someone to death.

Han Yubo was speechless. How dare he be so arrogant in front of the boss? Except for the milk bag, there was only Little Milk Bun.

"Han Yubo, wake him up!" Linn Nanfeng's tone was fierce.

Han Yubo's eyes suddenly widened. !!!

Boss, are you serious?

Looking at the small ball on the sofa, how tired was he? Can't I let him rest first before asking? Han Yubo really couldn't bear it.

But when he thought about how this was an order from their chief, Therefore, Han Yubo could only grit his teeth and walk towards the small group of Little Milk Bun.

"Little friend, wake up. Can you sleep after the boss asks you a question?" Han Yubo tried his best to lower his tone, but he had never coaxed a child before. When he deliberately smiled, it was very awkward.

Suddenly, Linn Chenchen's eyes opened with a whoosh. His innocent eyes were not sharp and fierce. He looked up and cast a sidelong glance. The disdain in his eyes grew more and more obvious as he looked at Han Yuheng, who was forcing a smile.

Uh. . . Han Yubo, who was already very embarrassed, now felt even more embarrassed. He didn't see wrongly, did he? He had actually been disdained by this Little Milk Bun. And it was an undisguised dislike.

Linn Chenchen quickly retracted his gaze, straightened his little butt, and crossed his legs. He straightened his body and sat upright on the sofa. Although his legs were short and his movements were not very good, he still carried an indescribable elegance.

He stretched out his chubby little hand and earnestly smoothed out his mini uniform. After doing all of these actions, he raised his head. That big black eyes began to look directly at Linn Nanfeng for the first time.

That's right, it was the first time!

His small face, which was seventy to eighty percent similar to Linn Nanfeng, still had a lot of flesh on it, but it did not lose its solemnity. Even when faced with Linn Nanfeng's gaze, he did not have any fear at all.

Han Yubo looked at his own boss and also looked at Little Milk Bun who was sitting in the standard position. He could not help swallowing his saliva. Why did he feel like there were two bosses sitting here?

"I don't know!" Little Milk Bun's voice was soft and soft. It was also very soft, but every word seemed to carry strength. It was clearly very shameless words, but he made it sound like it was the truth.

"Is that so?" Linn Nanfeng's tensed face suddenly curved, but there was not much warmth. On the contrary, the coldness in his eyes became even more severe.

Suddenly, Linn Nanfeng's long hands were all over his body. His tall and straight body seemed to have never moved. The neat suit also seemed to have no creases. The gun on the table suddenly disappeared because it had already reached Linn Nanfeng's hand.

The coldness at the corner of Linn Nanfeng's mouth became more and more obvious. His slender fingers grabbed the gun. Then, the sound of the gun being pulled was heard.

"Tell me, I don't have much patience!" Linn Nanfeng's words could not tell what kind of emotion he was speaking, but the surrounding air became more and more solemn and oppressive.

Han Yubo looked at the gun in his boss's hand. His originally straight legs couldn't help but tremble. He couldn't help but gulp. Could it be that the boss wanted to kill Little Milk Bun with a single shot? This was too scary.

He carefully shifted his gaze to Little Milk Bun. In the end, he saw that Little Milk Bun was still sitting there with his body straight. His dark eyes were looking indifferently at the snatch in their boss' hands.

Could it be that Little Milk Bun didn't know what it was? Although Han Yubo couldn't move, he was already sweating for Little Milk Bun in his heart.

Regarding Linn Nanfeng's threatening words, Linn Chenchen's expression didn't change at all. That indifferent expression and posture was exactly the same as Linn Nanfeng sitting opposite him.

After a long time, he didn't know how long this strange atmosphere lasted. Linn Chenchen should be a child. He withdrew the tired look he and Linn Nanfeng had when they looked at each other and spoke in a soft voice.

"I'm tired!" All of a sudden, the small body fell on the sofa. It was as if he had fallen asleep for a second, catching people off guard.

Han Yubo:. . . ""