China's little master is definitely the recipient

Before Shiro finished his curse, his nose seemed to smell the burning smell more and more clearly.Shiro thought hard, this burnt smell seems to be...

"Who put this fish? It's all burnt!" Dudu's exasperated voice came from behind Shiro.

"Ah?" Shiro opened his eyes when he heard the word "fish", and paused his "cursing" ceremony, suddenly remembered that he seemed to have put a... fish on the fire before!

Shiro quickly jumped up from the ground, ignoring the "cursed villain" in his hand, and screamed: "It's mine! It's mine!"

Shiro rushed to the bonfire and snatched the crucian carp that was scorched on one side and raw on the other side in Dudu's hand.He just looked at the fish in his hand, and instantly made a bitter face.There is only one fish!In order to be delicious, he also added a lot of seasonings to marinate, and it took a lot of effort to make a similar fish!In the end, he was so ruined!Although it is not completely burnt, it is definitely not edible. Even if it is cooked, the taste will not be much better!Oh, his poor dinner~

Shiro stared wistfully at his dinner, agonizing over the possibility that he would succeed in catching another crucian carp of sufficient size.As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw the little master coming over with a pot in his hand.His eyes lit up, he remembered that Dudu and Xiaodangjia hadn't finished their fish yet!

Shiro immediately stuffed the fish in his hand into the oil paper and hid it in the package, then sneaked to the side of the little master, smiled flatteringly, and said, "Little master, do you need help?"

"Shiro?" The young master was very surprised by Shiro's arrival, he said kindly: "Well, of course I need it!"

"Young master, don't be fooled by this guy. Shiro came here because his fish was burnt, and wanted to eat and drink!" Dudu revealed Shiro's true intentions dissatisfied.

After being told by Dudu, Shiro felt that the smile on his face could not be put on. Feeling guilty, he could only cover himself with the height of his voice. He said loudly: "I am the master of Xiaodangjia. I need my guidance!" Although this reason was far-fetched and old-fashioned, Shiro couldn't think of a better reason.

"You still dare to say that you are the master of the little boss!" Dudu was furious when he thought that Shiro would say such a thing in front of A Fei.

"Of course! And the little boss also admitted it himself!" Shiro inexplicably felt the weird fun of bullying children, and he looked very proud! "That's Dudu, you can't envy you." At the end, Shiro was still dancing a provocative dance from a safe distance from Dudu, and he still couldn't match the music for himself.

In the past, Dudu had never met such a blatant and thick-skinned guy who lied so blatantly as Shiro dared, but she was still very immature and couldn't find anything to refute Shiro, and her face turned red with anger.It can only be chasing Shiro angrily, wanting to use violence to teach this shameless Shiro a lesson!

Seeing Dudu and Shiro start to quarrel again, Xiaodang was a little helpless, dare he be the one forgotten by these two?

"Okay, okay, if you two keep fighting like this, you don't have to worry about it." The little boss could only continue to be his peacemaker.

"Remember, Shiro!" Dudu threw away such a dispensable threat, and obediently went back to Xiaodang's side.

Shiro acted like a good boy when he got cheap, he said: "Dudu, it's a good thing I don't know ordinary people, otherwise, it wouldn't be so easy to end." Then, Shiro said in a sincere tone: "Dudu, as a Girls must know how to be gentle, otherwise how can anyone bear it?"

"Shiro!" Dudu roared almost unbearably, "You're dead!" Obviously, something Shiro said offended little girl Dudu's strings, and Dudu chased after Shiro again, and Shiro hurriedly escape.

Shiro, who wanted to die, obviously felt that this was not enough, and said loudly, "Dudu, tolerance is a virtue!"

"There is no need to tolerate people like you!" Dudu was furious, but she still couldn't catch up with the nimble and agile Shiro.She stopped immediately, picked up something on the spot and threw it at Shiro!

Seeing all kinds of "hidden weapons" passing by, Shiro couldn't help swearing, "I wipe—"

Seeing Dudu, Shiro lost all his senses, felt bad, and dodged several times, but was almost thrown!He doesn't want to be thrown out of another bag, the bag on his head is not healed yet!

Shiro's eyes swept away, and when he saw the figure of Xiaodangjia who was still cooking fish soup, he had a sudden plan.Adhering to the principle that "a dead poor fellow is worse than a dead fellow", Shiro is dodging many "hidden weapons" and rushing towards the little boss!

When Shiro was less than one or two meters away from the safe back of Xiaodangjia, he still couldn't escape, and was hit on the arm by a not too heavy object, so his figure stopped slightly.However, Dudu didn't receive a thunderous blow.

Then, he heard Dudu's short exclamation: "Ah! Little master!"

Shiro looked at it, and saw that a greasy raw crucian carp was patted on the face of Xiaodangjia, and the expression on Xiaodangjia's face was patted dumbfounded.Then, the raw crucian carp fell into the half-cooked fish soup that Xiaodangjia made, revealing its burnt side on top of the soup.

"I'm sorry! Young master, are you okay?" Dudu hurriedly came to the little master guiltily, and greeted with concern.

And Shiro subconsciously looked at the "hidden weapon" that hit him on the ground before. Isn't that "hidden weapon" just his inconspicuous khaki package?

Shiro saw the face of Xiaodangjia turning from sunny to cloudy and Dudu's concerned expression, and stepped back wisely...

"Ah! Little master, our fish soup!" Dudu's exclamation sounded like a signal, and Shiro ran away quickly.Then, he heard a roaring duet behind him: "Shiro!!!"

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Today is my sister’s birthday, I’m sending a chapter to wish her a happy birthday~~~ I wanted to add a few more chapters, but unfortunately this week is really busy.depressed.Go back as much as possible.