Ye Xiaotian's realization at the moment is very calm.

Afraid? Of course I'm afraid, a famous old gangster in history will speak cruelly to himself, can he not be afraid?

Of course, for a gangster who is more mixed than the old gangster, Ye Xiaotian feels that he should not be afraid of power.

In general, what's the use of being scared?

……

Helplessly looking at the figure in front of him shrunk under Zhuo's feet, Ye Xiaotian covered his temples with his right hand in pain, and kicked forward fiercely: "Okay, come out, your father is gone!" ”

Looking at Fang Yiai's eyes, he was very resentful: "Brother, righteous anger!" “

Fang Yiai still looked like he was in a state of despair, poking his head out like an ostrich under the table: "My father is gone?" ”

Looking at the bear-like appearance of Fang Yiai, Ye Xiaotian felt that history was really right, looking at this Fang Yiai who was scared into this bear-like Fang Yiai, Ye Xiaotian was thinking about a question. How old is Gao Yang this year? I seem to be a debater.

Those who are the love of the spray room in later generations are really not wrong! You bear-like, it's normal for your wife to keep a fresh meat monk and practice a horse.

Fang Yiai got up, took a sip of tea and suppressed the shock before he spoke: "My father came to me?" What do you say? ”

Ye Xiaotian said in surprise: "Who said that your father is looking for you, your father is obviously here to find me!" ”

"Looking for you? What are you looking for? He was surprised by this change of house, he originally thought that his father had come to shake the family law because he had skipped school again today.

Ye Xiaotian was very proud: "Your father feels that life is boring, so he specially came to me to listen to the story of the Golden Bottle Plum, and add some color to his ordinary life......"

Fang Yiai's eyes widened.

Ye Xiaotian still gushed to himself: "Tsk, the old man should be strong, he is still so passionate when he is old, he is really a model for my generation!" ”

Looking at Fang Yiai's face getting greener and greener, Ye Xiaotian felt very comfortable, your father just slapped me several times, and I can't chew the root of my tongue behind my back?

Fang Yiai's eyes continued to grow without boundaries, and the peep behind Ye Xiaotian suddenly coughed heartbreakingly at this moment.

The triumphant Ye Xiaotian felt a strong killing intent coming straight towards him.

I couldn't wait to turn around, the back of my head was coldly slapped with a solid slap, and Ye Xiaotian stumbled forward.

Half a ring, Ye Xiaotian's brain was still buzzing, his brain was chaotic, and he subconsciously turned his head.

Seeing the handsome old face behind him that was even greener than Fang Yi's face, and with a strong murderous intent, Ye Xiaotian felt refreshed.

The brain is clearer than ever.

Pulling the corners of his mouth with difficulty, before Ye Xiaotian could speak, Fang Xuanling jumped to his feet: "Bastard boy, when did the old man listen to your shameless thing?" ”

"Didn't Grandpa Fang applaud just now?" Ye Xiaotian's pure dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

"That's an old bastard surnamed Cheng, not an old man!" A generation of virtuous ministers wanted to cry without tears, and they were really speechless for this little bastard in front of him who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Oh, Old Man Fang and Old Master Cheng are both heroic and majestic, and the kid is difficult to tell for a while. What a sin, a sin! ”

Fang Xuanling's face became even more angry, and he pointed to his old handsome face and shouted: "Where is the old man's face similar to that old man?" Can his pig-like face be compared to the old man? ”

Ye Xiaotian waved his hand indifferently at this time: "Hey, appearance is only a superficial thing, and the most important thing for a person is the connotation." I didn't expect my husband to care about his appearance when he was so old. Then there was a look of admiration from the mountains and rivers: "Such a face-saving behavior is really admired by the kid, and the kid will also be determined to be a face-saving person like his old man." ”

Fang Xuanling was injured once and returned a mouthful of old blood.

After a long time, Fang Xuanling, who had completed his blood recovery, was resurrected with full blood. At this moment, there is no intention of leaving.

I looked at the strangely shaped recliner in front of me, and sat down very at home.

With the slow shaking of the recliner, Fang Xuanling's internally injured heart was also relieved, and he glanced at his son, who was trembling a little in front of him at the moment, and his eyes flashed with doting and helplessness.

One of the kings of the Tang Dynasty, Wen Ke ruled the world and the people, and Wu Ke went on the horse to kill the enemy. didn't expect his second son to be a weak chicken. There is no trace of the rebellion and rebellion of a young man in front of him, and he never argues with blame. This kind of temperament can't be mixed up in the court.

A generation of virtuous faces is also a human being, and a father who will work hard for his son.

Ye Xiaotian inadvertently saw Fang Xuanling's eyes looking at Fang Yuai, and he also sighed in his heart.

……

Fang Xuanling's eyes moved to the right, looking at the respectful person who was standing, but there was no fear on his face, and he seemed to be a little distracted Ye Xiaotian. Fang Xuanling couldn't help but praise in his heart.

This appearance should be the posture that a young man should have, not beyond the age of the old, but also retreated from the wild and uninhibited immaturity.

Such a teenager is indeed very admirable.

Looking at Ye Xiaotian, who was frowning and staring at the recliner under him, Fang Xuanling said, "Boy, the old man sits on your chair, are you dissatisfied?" ”

Ye Xiaotian hurriedly said: "Old man Fang is too worried, as long as he likes it, he can sit casually, and this kind of chair is sold in the West Market, three times a pair, it is definitely a must-have for home travel, and Old Man Fang should really buy a few more." Isn't it beautiful to lie on it every day, poetry and distance? ”

"Oh, how much can you get for a handful?"

"Fifty percent, no, sixty percent!" Ye Xiaotian blurted out triumphantly.

Then he regretted it, looking at Fang Xuanling's obvious robbery look on his face, he felt that he should really stick a few recliners upside down.

Looking at Ye Xiaotian's remorseful appearance, the old god Fang Xuanling said: "Send someone to my house tomorrow, if you dare to cut corners, I will whip you!" “

Ye Xiaotian pursed his lips in disgust, tsk, look, who are the people under Li Shimin's hands? Forget about Wagang's ringing horse, Fang Xuanling, who is elegant and elegant, is also in this posture.

Ye Xiaotian didn't speak, just looked at Fang Xuanling quietly. intends to use a righteous gaze to make Fang Xuanling feel ashamed.

"What are you looking at?"

"Old man Fang has an admirable posture on his body, which really makes the kid admire!"

Fang Xuanling stroked his beard with satisfaction, this kid is on the road, he is very good at talking, this sycophant old man can add a point. smiled indifferently: "What kind of posture?" ”

"Ringing horse stance! The kid also wants to be a person who can not give money after spending like his husband, I don't know how? I hope that my husband will not hesitate to give advice. ”

With trembling hands, Fang Xuanling looked at the beautiful hair in his hand that was detached from his face. Heed back again.

……

Looking at the hair in his hand distressedly, Fang Xuanling got up.

glared at Ye Xiaotian fiercely and said, "Wait for this matter, the old man will come to you again to settle accounts!" ”

Ye Xiaotian was a little puzzled, one or two of you will settle accounts in a few days, will it not count for Mao these days?

looked at Fang Xuanling, who was still silent, Fang Xuanling finally couldn't hold back: "Boy, although you are a bastard, your nature should be good, you and Jun'er will ...... in the future."

Ye Xiaotian was shocked, jumped back like a cat with its tail stepped on and waved his hand: "Old man, don't do it, although the kid is not married yet, but it is really not as good as Longyang, although the son is handsome and extraordinary." But the kid is soft-spoken, how can He De dare to climb the Linggongzi? We won't have a future! ”

Fang Xuanling was injured again, and the old blood was not enough.

……

Ye Xiaotian touched the back of his numb head, looked at the back of a generation of virtuous ministers staggering away, and smiled contentedly.