ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

Just now, chasing after the assassin, Beichen quickly noticed something unusual.

The man didn't fight with him, but kept hiding, and as if he was afraid that he wouldn't find him, he deliberately jumped out from time to time.

With his mind, it is not difficult to think that this is the other party's place to transfer the tiger away from the mountain, and he is worried about the purple pupil, so he turned around and came back without thinking about it.

Seeing Bei Shui Han, then looking at Zi Tong and the burning sky beside her, and then looking at the mess in the upper courtyard, he knew what was going on without asking.

"You...... The woman who wants to kill me?! Beichen was angry in his heart, and asked through gritted teeth,

"Yes and what?!" Bei Shuihan looked at his son's appearance, and he was also angry.

He didn't hesitate to offend his wife and son, and wanted to kill this woman, for what?!

Beichen's face turned pale, he raised his hand and grabbed the sleeve of his shirt, he ripped it off and threw it heavily on the ground.

"What are you doing here?!" Bei Shui asked angrily.

"From today onwards, you and I have nothing to do with each other!" Beichen said angrily.

Bei Shuihan looked at Beichen's sleeves that were thrown on the ground, and his heart was not painful.

Although he said that even if his son hated him, he would not hesitate to do so, but now that he saw his hard-raised son sever the father-son relationship with him for a woman, how could he be better.

"Beichen?!"

Purple Pupil looked at the two of them, and also frowned.

Bei Shuihan made a move on her, and she was naturally displeased, but it seemed too exaggerated for the father and son to break off the father-son relationship because of this.

"Don't worry." Beichen glanced at her gently, and when he looked at Beishui Han again, his eyes were already gloomy, "With me, no one in this world can hurt you!" ”

"Good! Good! Bei Shui Han said two good words in a row, "From today on, I don't have your son in Bei Shui Han!" ”

"Head of the house!"

The faces of the people who rushed to hear the sound changed.

Look at Beichen and then look at Beishuihan, I don't dare to persuade, and I don't know which one to persuade.

One is the head of the North family, the other is the young master they consider to be the master, and both of them are so domineering and stubborn, what can they do?!

Turning around, Bei Shui Han flew up and disappeared for a moment.

The subordinates looked at Beichen standing in the courtyard, just hanging their faces, and they didn't dare to come out.

Beichen Tan grabbed the palm of Zitong's hand, led her down the steps with a big stride, and glanced at the servant standing in the courtyard, he just ordered in a deep voice.

"Prepare meals!"

"Yes!" The butler hurriedly agreed, "Return...... Back to the young master, dinner has been prepared, please the young master and the young lady back to the hall for dinner! ”

Beichen was silent, and gently pulled the purple pupil into his arms, his figure flashed, and he had already swept up, and the burning sky immediately turned into the appearance of a young dragon and fell into the arms of the purple pupil.

The two men and one beast came to the hall, the dinner was already on the table, and the people were carrying the roasted pigs and sheep and other things to the courtyard.

Burning Sky smelled the fragrance and immediately smelled it and left.

Beichen sat on the chair with Zitong in his arms, raised his palm, and touched her little face, "But it hurts?" ”

Purple Hitomi shook her head slightly, "No! ”

"Scared?"

Purple Pupil still shook her head, "No?" ”

"Not happy?"

"A little."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault!" Purple Pupil shrank into his arms, "Husband, I'm hungry, feed me!" ”

"What do you call me?!" Beichen was stunned.

The purple pupil raised the corners of her lips, "That's what Xianggong means, this is...... Our dialects there! ”