The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

Hei Huomian opened the car refrigerator, poured a glass of grape juice and handed it to Bai Shuiru.

"Come on, moisten your throat."

Bai Shuiru thanked him, took the glass, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

The man took out two exquisite mini cakes and placed them on a porcelain plate. He handed them to the girl, exchanged cups, and explained while pouring half a cup of pineapple juice:

"Eat two small cakes first to fill your stomach. I have prepared a table of food to calm you down."

The little girl stuffed her cheeks like a little squirrel, chewing and worrying:

"It's already quite late, um, it's delicious! Will it delay, um, Aunt Zhang and the others from resting?"

The man quickly withdrew his praise and smiled. Before he handed over the pineapple juice, his tone had dropped by half a degree:

"I, your future boss, haven't had dinner yet. Do you want to starve me to death and then find another employer? Huh?"

Bai Shuiru hurriedly swallowed the cake and tried to explain, but she was choked and couldn't speak, so she could only shake her head like a peddler's drum.

Hei Huomian raised his hand and was about to pat the girl's back, but he withdrew his hand in time and handed her a small half cup of pineapple juice that he had already poured.

"Here, have a drink to soften the cake."

Bai Shuiru quickly took the juice and drank it in small sips.

"Drink slowly, slowly~, no one is competing with you for it."

Black·Vinegar bottle·Huomian turns black in seconds·Male mother·Huomian, comforts in a gentle voice.

Bai Shuiru swallowed the cake smoothly, raised her head and drank the pineapple juice to moisten her throat, then looked at the other party and solemnly denied:

"Boss, I really didn't, of course not!"

She diligently picked up a small cake, put it on a plate, and handed it to Hei Huomian with a smile.

"My boss is so good to me and even came to save me. How could I be so cruel as to starve him? I don't want to go to hell!"

Hei Huomian took the porcelain plate, his eyes still fixed on Bai Shuiru's face, silently chewing on the meaning of the other person's words.

Although I didn't see the words on her back clearly just now, her acceptance of death was so high that I could infer that the possibility that she was my little brush increased a lot.

However, she didn't seem to like the underworld very much...

why?

Did she have any bad experience?

It can't be, it can't be that I did something to make her unhappy...

how come? !

will not!

Hei Huomian clenched his fist and denied it categorically, but he couldn't help but feel some doubts:

But if she is really my little brush, Hei Huomian, can you still be so sure?

Hei Huomian's brows, which had just relaxed, slowly wrinkled again like ink pressed heavily on paper.

Hei Huomian, you haven't even confirmed whether she is Little Brush or not, why are you thinking so much?

The man laughed at himself, and just as he came to his senses, he heard Bai Shuiru apologetically smile:

"Hehe. Then I will take advantage of you, boss."

Bai Shuiru happily swallowed two small cakes in two or three bites and was drinking grape juice to moisten her throat when she suddenly remembered something and choked the moment she opened her mouth.

Hei Huomian quickly took out a tissue and wiped the juice that dripped from her lips.

Bai Shuiru grabbed the tissue from the other person's hand and covered her lips with it, and pressed her throat with her other hand, coughing intermittently.

After coughing for nearly half a minute, she frowned and looked at the man with tears in her eyes, and urged him in a hoarse voice:

"You, your son, we haven't picked up your son yet!"

Seeing the man's contented smile, the girl looked at the driver.

"Uncle He, go pick up the young master from the kindergarten!"

The little girl frowned and coughed twice while mumbling:

"He's so cute, will he be kidnapped by someone else... Bah! Bah! What a crow's mouth! Bah!"

Hei Huo Mian used sunglasses to hide the doting and praise that was about to overflow from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He crossed his long legs lazily, leaned back in the chair, shook his head, and sneered:

"If it's any later, Wanwan will be an adult~, and you're just thinking about him now."

When Hei Huomian saw the little girl staring at him with her round almond-shaped eyes, her eyebrows drooping into splayed eyebrows, and her little mouth slightly pouted, he immediately gave in and sighed:

"Don't worry, I've asked Uncle Nan to pick Wanwan up and take him home."

Bai Shuiru then let out a long sigh, patted his chest lightly, and said to himself: "That's good, that's good."

"Also, Wanwan is not my son. He is my parents' youngest son - my younger brother."

"Your brother? Oh."

Bai Shuiru bit the cake and shook her head.

That’s why people like to gossip and spread rumors everywhere.

My little brother is rumored to be an illegitimate child. How much it will affect my boss’s search for a boss lady!

Bai Shuiru bit the cake while casting a sympathetic look at Hei Huomian.

Hei Huomian, who was drinking pomegranate juice, inexplicably felt the pity of the little girl. He was stunned and tilted his head:?

Bai Shuiru was just shaking her head regretfully when she suddenly remembered something. She picked up the seventh mini cake and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it angrily.

What are you doing here?

Can I get a work permit during the probation period? Ming Xin is still a multinational group, so stingy!

Without proof of identity, one will not be recognized; one will be like a bird without feet or a duckweed without roots, with nowhere to stay.

I don’t want to spend my entire life without knowing where I came from or what my life was like.

Hei Huomian watched the little girl stuff her mouth full again, like a greedy little hamster. He suppressed his laughter, pursed his lips, and lowered his voice:

"Did my little cake offend you?"

The little girl continued to chew the cake regardless, mumbling incoherently.

Hei Huomian almost couldn't hold back his laughter, he cleared his throat forcefully, frowned and asked: "What did you say?"

"I said 'I want a work permit'."

"What? Didn't your parents teach you not to talk while eating?"

"First, it's bad for digestion; second, it makes your speech unclear and disrespectful."

But Bai Shuiru was suddenly stunned, and tears suddenly welled up in her dark almond-shaped eyes, as if a dam was about to burst.

Sure enough, the next second she burst into tears and simply sat in front of the car refrigerator, grabbed the small cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

"If you have something to say, can't you just say it nicely? What are you doing to me?!"

"I am an orphan who was born by a father but not raised by a mother, and who is not loved by my grandmother and uncle! How can I be as lucky as Wanwan, who has parents who love me and a brother who cares for me."

After all this nonsense, even the driver Lao He couldn't help laughing out loud. However, he sat up straighter because of a glare from Hei Huomian in the rearview mirror and concentrated on driving.

Hei Huomian held his forehead with his hand, his suspicious eyes unconsciously fell on the little girl's back, and he softened his tone:

"Yes, it's my fault for not giving you a work permit."

Hei Huomian gently agreed to the little girl's request, but snatched the small cake she had just picked up and put it back in the refrigerator.

"Look at you, it's as if I abused you and didn't give you enough food."

"If you like to eat them, I'll prepare two hundred for you tomorrow."

Bai Shuiru raised her eyebrows slightly, and a cunning light flashed in her almond-shaped eyes.

Sure enough, there is a way! It's worth my risk.

"I don't want a cupcake, I want a work permit! I want a work permit!"

"Okay, okay, whatever you say! I'll help you get a work permit when I get back!"

"I want more mini cakes! Mini cakes! You just said you wanted two hundred mini cakes!"

The little girl stamped her feet and continued to push forward.

"Okay! I'll give you both the cupcake and the work permit!"

Hehe, it turns out that throwing a tantrum really works. If I need help from Heishuimian in the future, I can try this again.

"thank you boss."

Bai Shuiru immediately sat back in her seat gracefully, smiled shyly, and slowly reached out to the half piece of cake left on the small porcelain plate next to her seat, but the man quickly slapped her hand away.

Bai Shuiru bit her fingers lightly and pretended to be a pitiful dog, staring at Hei Huomian.

"Since no one wants to eat truffle black chicken soup and steamed Alaskan king crab, let Uncle Nan change them to asparagus, cabbage and wasabi roots..."

Hei Huomian took out his cell phone and started dialing.

Bai Shuiru's face turned green. She quickly reached out and pressed down Heihuomian's hand that was holding the phone. She clasped her hands together and bowed to the other party.

"No, no, no! I'll listen to you, boss! Boss, please don't let me eat vegetarian food. I don't want to be a sheep anymore."

Hei Huomian pressed the recording stop button on the phone screen, then pressed play, and pointed the phone microphone towards Bai Shuiru:

"No, no, no! I'll listen to you, boss! Boss, please don't let me eat vegetarian food. I don't want to be a sheep anymore."