Seeing the concerned expression in his mother's eyes, rubbing his loving hands on his chest and back, a burst of warmth rose from the bottom of Yan Hao's heart, or this cheap old mother hurts people, Yan Hao sighed secretly with excitement, and patted his mother's slightly cold little hand hard, and said jokingly: "I said Mom, you don't have to do this, right?" My son is very good, but these hands, even if my son is healthy, he was quickly touched by his mother! ”

Immediately, Yan Hao turned around flexibly and put on a cool pose: "Look, does my son look like an injured person?" ”

"Well, it's not like it, but Mom feels like a beggar flower, huh, look at this dress is still like clothes? How about your dad's birthday? Xiao Jiumei slapped Yan Hao's fart, and her mother's love overflowed for a while. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was the first time that he was beaten by Xiao Jiumei, a cheap mother, Yan Hao suddenly became a little unnatural, after all, he devoured and fused the soul of the thirty-year-old police officer from the earth, and his mental age far exceeded his physical and physical age, so he naturally showed shyness and embarrassment.

Think about it, what does it feel like for a 30-year-old man to be spanked by a woman in her twenties?

This feeling is fleeting, of course Yan Hao will not arouse any suspicion from Xiao Jiumei, after all, in a sense, he, Yan Hao, is also her son, and doesn't his soul contain the soul energy of her son who was poisoned and stupid? Besides, this body is still his son's, but it was taken away by him, a fake Yan Hao.

Thinking of this, Yan Hao immediately really relaxed, deliberately wiped his face and whispered: "Mom, my son is older, don't fart anymore in the future, okay?" I'm sorry! After speaking, he immediately took out a light red shirt from the golden key and put it on his body.

Hearing this, Xiao Jiumei covered her mouth and smiled, just like a spring flower blooming, but that ugly face made people want to vomit blood: "Hmm, Hao'er is not small, you see that she is a year older, she is taller than her mother, and she knows how to be shy, giggles, do you want your mother to marry you a charming little lady again?" Well, I immediately met your eldest mother, second mother, third mother and others, and my mother asked them to look for them? ”

When Yan Hao heard this, he immediately opened his eyebrows and laughed, and at the same time kissed Xiao Jiumei on the cheek with a crisp sound, and said in a row: "Okay, okay, it's best to tell your son a few more princesses, hey, hey, hey, the more, the better, my son has to learn from his father every day!" He pressed Xiao Jiumei's black veil that was lifted by the wind.

Xiao Jiumei didn't expect her son to answer like this, he was only nine years old, so he was so attentive? Oh my God, could it be that he has completely inherited the true inheritance of his father, Yan Qing, the head of the Yan Mansion?

The shock was instantaneous, and after sneering, Xiao Jiumei crackled and slapped Yan Hao's ass several times, and frowned and feigned anger: "Ho ho, you are really capable, you are timidly and unwilling to make progress at the age of nine?" ”

Yan Hao thought of a sentence on the earth, and immediately replied: "Ouch, I said Mom, don't you know the phrase 'men are not bad and women are not loved'?" Now that my son doesn't learn to be bad, does my mother really want my son to have no women in the future? Hey, hey, mom, don't fight, don't fight, don't just make a joke, why are you so serious? You can't get a wife with a broken buttocks, Mom, who are you crying with? ”

Yan Ling approached at this time and interjected: "Aunt Jiu, let's go quickly, I really can't imagine it, this incident happened on the way, I have to ask the elders of the Dharma Protector Hall, the hinterland of Yan Mansion is so dangerous and terrifying, how do they do the protection work!" Aunt Jiu, Brother Hao, you don't care about him for the time being, I'll handle everything, my father's birthday party is about to start, let's rush over first, how about it? ”

When he said these words, Yan Ling had already set off a storm in his heart: What kind of little monster is this, this, this, this Yan Hao? He's only nine years old, and he can actually fight against the woman in black? Looking at the figure and back of the woman in black, she looks like my master, if she is really a master, then she is at least the peak strength of the middle stage of the Great Soul Martial Master, right?

Could it be that this little rabbit cub of Yan Hao was really instructed by the terrifying existence of Yan Mansion in his dream, and his progress in a short period of time was so fast? So, the legendary being is still alive? So how powerful should he be, can Shizun and the organization behind him deal with it? If I can't deal with it, then wouldn't I choose to make a mistake or even make a mistake with the help of them?

Does regret help, though? Do you still want to come down when you get on the thief ship? Do I Yan Ling do less things that hurt the heavens and reason? The result of going backward will definitely not be better than now, only worse! Hmph, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, what is my Yan Ling afraid of? The power behind the master is strong, how can I, Yan Hao, be frightened away by one of the Yan Mansion powerhouses in my delusion?

Xiao Jiumei was exquisite, glanced at Yan Hao lightly, nodded to Yan Ling, and said naturally: "Ling'er is the chief law enforcement disciple of the Criminal Law Hall, and it is a dereliction of duty for the Dharma Protector Hall to protect the hinterland of the Inner Palace, that is the duty of the duty, I naturally have no reason to disagree with Hao'er, raise my hands in favor, Hao'er, you say yes?" Xiao Jiumei turned her head to face Yan Hao.

"Of course, when did Mom say she missed it?" Yan Hao nodded straight at Yan Ling's chicken without hesitation, "Brother Leng looks like it's done, am I still worried that my brother won't do his best, but will put a black gun on me behind my back?" Oh oh oh, Brother Leng, I'm just joking, you can't take it seriously, let's go! ”

After speaking, Yan Hao took Xiao Jiumei's hand and walked straight to an undamaged path.

Yan Lingqiang held back the anger in his heart, and only then did he calm down the surging emotions, and quickly followed, and was afraid for a while while walking: Oh my God, what did I just do? What's the use of being angry? People are not even afraid of a strong person like a great soul martial artist, I am a little soul martial artist in the later stage of the Great Perfection, compared to others, that is the relationship between hair and thighs!

If you are really angry, won't you show your feet and even make this ghost spirit suspicious? Once he doubts, won't the little rabbit who doesn't know how to become smart all of a sudden figure out the truth quickly? The truth? Oh my God, did he find something? Otherwise, how could he play such a joke on me? Is it warning me? Or, or is it really unintentional?

No, absolutely not! Unintentional words? I Yanling must not think about the benefits so vigorously, I should have a few more eyes, think more about what happens, think more about the back road, and think more about taking precautions, so that I can walk a little more steadily, and only then can I walk out of peace and even glory.