Chapter 1965
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But Lu Jingli looked at Ning Xi as if she was a pervert …
She said she was cute and she even rubbed it!!!
"Han Xiao, I've made up my mind." Suddenly, Ning Xi shouted at Han Xiao who was eating a peach.
Han Xiao looked at Ning Xi in confusion. "What?"
"I've decided to adopt you, an albino Bengal white tiger. Don't thank me." Ning Xi hugged half of the white tiger's body and didn't want to let go.
"Adopt my white tiger?" Han Xiao was stunned and didn't understand the meaning of Ning Xi's words.
"Are you dreaming?" When Han Xiao came to himself, he curled his lips. She wanted to steal his white tiger and told him not to thank her. Was she a bandit?
"Brother Han Xiao!" Ning Xi softened.
"No way." Han Xiao refused directly.
"Grandpa Han Xiao!"
"No way." There was still no room for negotiation.
"One hundred KFC luxury buckets!" Ning Xi laughed.
"No." Han Xiao was unmoved.
"I'll give you a KFC …" Ning Xi made a ruthless move.
"Ten thousand KFC?"
This time, Han Xiao finally resisted the temptation of KFC and didn't disarm and surrender.
For a foodie, it was not easy!
…
That night, Lu Jingli didn't sleep at all. It was not because he didn't want to leave the white tiger like Ning Xi, but because he couldn't sleep well.
If he slept in the middle of the night and died under the tiger's mouth, who could he blame?
For a few days, Han Xiao lived and ate in the small building in the garden. Lu Tingxiao arranged everything so that Han Xiao could rest in peace.
As for Ning Xi, in order to spend a few more days with the white tiger, she couldn't wait to let Han Xiao live here.
A week later, Han Xiao's injury was completely healed and he left with the white tiger.
Before leaving, he took almost all the snacks and food in the small building in the garden on the pretext that the white tiger needed food.
After Han Xiao left with the white tiger, Ning Xi suddenly realized what was going on.
Damn it, she had never heard that a tiger could eat snacks!
This foodie had no integrity at all!
…
A few days later.
Jers called Ning Xi and asked her to meet him at the private club last time.
It was noon when they arrived at the place.
In the private room, Jers saw Ning Xi come in and pulled the bench for her.
Ning Xi was flattered. "Thank you, Mr. Jers."
"Miss Ning Xi, you're welcome. If you can … I mean if … can you … call me grandpa?" Jers stared at Ning Xi and asked nervously.
Hearing this, Ning Xi was stunned.
This kind and amiable old man in front of him, who was also his idol, wanted him to call him grandpa …
He couldn't refuse this no matter what.
"Grandpa Jers." So, Ning Xi called out.
"Thank you …" An indescribable expression appeared in Jers' turbid eyes.
"Why did you call me here today?" Ning Xi asked.
"Oh, it's about the old version of the male killer, Karl." Jers returned to the main topic.
"Male assassin …"
Ning Xi remembered that in the movie The Assassin, there was a male assassin named Carl, who was also one of the important supporting roles. He was a cross-dressing assassin and had a good relationship with the female lead. The two of them often went out on assassination missions together.
"The background of Carl in the new script has been changed. He is a mysterious Oriental killer, a Chinese man, who is only inferior to the female assassin. Such a role is most suitable for finding actors in China." Jers explained.
The new version of The Assassin didn't change much, but it was just right. Ning Xi was also aware of this change.
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