This game makes Beitang Jue a little excited, and it's not bad to occasionally see that dad Beitang Yaori is forced to be anxious.

Even if it was for his younger brother, he sulked.

"Hostages? Federation? What the hell are you talking about, why I don't understand!"

Jiang Ming was really troubled by the sudden situation in front of him, Beitang Ao and Beitang Jue suddenly appeared, there must be something.

Perhaps, it has something to do with the first sentence.

"To put it simply, it's a matter between adults, we just need to watch the show obediently."

Beitangjue was very polite, and shook his head enviously as he circled the big house: "It's exactly the same as the Black Swan Castle, Jiang Ming, your father is so kind to you, he left you this beautiful big house."

Between the words, Xing Yi came in with Beitang Ao in his arms.

White Swan Castle has become even more lively.

Although they are hostages, however, the treatment of Beitang Ao and Beitang Jue is definitely a high-level preferential hostage level.

Or even more-

"Xingyi, okay, no, I'm dying of hunger!!

Starting from Jiang Ming's oil bottle, Xing Yi became a nanny, and now, he is now the nanny of the four little masters.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

It is definitely hard work to take care of the four young masters who have a poor appetite and are picky at the same time.

"How many meals have you added?" A handful of freshly cooked pasta was unceremoniously placed in front of the North Hall.

"Eat so much and be careful that you get lucky, the Federation's training you should know how terrifying it is. Anyway, can you give me a little bit of a hostage? At least I'm threatening you now!"

"Okay, then you tie up the laid-back guy over there first." Beitang Jue grabbed the tomato sauce next to him and poured a lot of burnt on the spaghetti: "By the way, it's best to torture him to get some skin injuries, so that he can bluff people, you know, my father Beitang Yaori is not an easy character to deal with, if you want to fight him, you can't scare him without paying the price of a little blood."

The corners of Xingyi's mouth twitched slightly: "I said, are you really father and son, and you are so happy to see your father's worried look."

"What's the matter, that guy can bear it anyway."

"How much resentment do you have in your hearts against the Northern Hall Flare?"

"It's hard to say."

Beitang was nestled on the sofa proudly, and kept looking at Xing Tianyi, the little boy who was eating bread quietly across from him.

The little boy barely spoke, ate and seemed to have a soft spot for bread.

Silent and not smiling, in the end, what is the environment in which this little boy grew up in the Federation.

Xing Yi, Xing Tianyi?

"No wonder you care so much about this little guy, is he your illegitimate child?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"But, the names are surprisingly similar."

「……」

For this, Xing Yi also wants to know the answer.

Outside the White Swan Castle, Beitang Yaori never left, he knew that Xingyi would not hurt his children for the time being, but if he broke in, it would only make the White Swan Castle have bad memories.

In any case, this place was full of Jiang Bo's smell, and he couldn't make Jiang Ming unhappy anymore.

"Emperor Shao, I'm Leng Zhao."

In the headset, Leng Zhao's voice came again.

"How's it going?"

"Sure enough, just like Emperor Shao, you think, that little boy has a very special relationship with Xingyi!"