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From the beginning of this chapter, the modern Changsun Chong has been merged with the ancient Changsun Chong, and in the future, the parents of the modern Changsun are unanimously called Changsun Dad, Changsun Mom; The parents of the Tang Dynasty will be called the eldest grandson Wuji, the eldest grandson's father, mother's parent, and Dou's appearance.

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Changsun Chong has been awake for half an hour, thinking that he still wants to be in the apocalyptic space just now, and thought it was a dream, but he didn't expect that it seemed that he had really been sent to another dynasty, and when he saw the people in the house dressed up in ancient costumes and furnishings, he was very sure that this was definitely not a movie, but a dream, and pinched his thigh hard, using too much force, so that his face was hideous in pain, which was a bad little girl who came over with medicine.

It hurts so much, and it hurts so really, it's definitely not a dream!

The white-bearded old man actually said that it was true, and he was sent to ancient times, as for whether it was the Tang Dynasty, it remains to be verified, look at the Duobao Pavilion not far away, there are many vases and other antiques, these should be exchanged for a lot of time energy!

"Young master, young master, what's wrong with your face?" The little maid hurriedly put down the medicine bowl in her hand, touched Changsun Chong's face with both hands, and pressed Changsun Chong's face with her soft little hands lightly and appropriately.

The little girl's immature face, red, round, with baby fat, erect double buns, with a few small flowers in her hair, big eyes revealing concern, choking tears, wanting to fall off, the water is shining, I can see that Changsun Chong's heart is soft, fortunately, Lao Tzu is still served now, inadvertently smelled a faint fragrance, looked down, oops, the welfare is very good, the big neckline is open, along the white slender neck, two well-shaped steamed buns are slim, It looks like a steamed bun with red bean paste twice, which is even more mouth-watering, and the tongue is full of relish!

Changsun Chong hurriedly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the trend of awakening below, he was very sexy, but by no means a color embryo with no lower limit, and he would never attack an underage girl without a surname.

"What's your name? Adult? Eldest Sun Chong closed his eyes, as long as she said that she was an adult, find a time to do her today, otherwise the brothers below would not be honest.

When the little maid heard this, the young master was in a coma for three days, but she didn't remember her, she was so frightened that she whimpered and cried, and tears the size of beans kept flowing down.

"Young master, how can you forget the little steamed buns? The little steamed bun followed the young master at the age of five, and now it has been eight years, and the slave maid is one year younger than the eldest young master. The little steamed bun stopped massaging the eldest grandson, covered his face, cried, and the action of covering his face with two round little arms squeezed the two steamed buns that were very round and full just now even more firmly, trembling and trembling with crying, and the waves rolled.

Huh? Small steamed buns? It's not worthy of the name, the "small" in front should be removed, and the others are really the same as steamed buns!

I served him at the age of five, and now it's eight years, isn't it only thirteen? The Buddha who killed a thousand swords, he was only thirteen years old, and he developed so well! Now there is no hormone milk powder and food, and the thirteen-year-old is developing so well, obediently! That's a lot of talent!

One year younger than him, then he is now less than fourteen years old, which is the age of a junior high school student, I didn't expect that although he is fat, he is also well developed, no wonder he is easily impulsive when he sees beautiful women.

The eldest grandson rushed to the brothers below who were disobedient, and began to raise his head to make trouble again! Facing a girl who is still the size of a junior high school student, he can't turn into a werewolf, so he quickly pulls the quilt on the side and covers the lower half of his body.

"Uh・・・・・・ little steamed bun, don't cry, my head hurts, young master, I didn't think about it for a while, wait for the young master and I'll buy you jewelry!" The eldest grandson Chong comforted the little steamed bun who was about to convuls, and his voice was a little hoarse.

The little steamed bun put down his hand, his eyes were red, he stretched out his small fingers and picked at the itchy left cheek on his face, and asked while crying, "Really?" ”

"Really, more real than real gold!" The eldest grandson hurriedly assured that he saw that the cry of the little steamed bun was getting smaller and smaller, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then you can only give it to me, not to the little bun!" The little steamed bun saw that the young master's spirit was much better, and before the tears dried, he regained the little girl's beauty.

The eldest grandson was cold, he was absolutely shameless before, and it was so reverie to marry a personal maid!

"Okay, just for you!" Changsun Chong finally coaxed the little steamed bun and touched his forehead, "Little steamed bun, you know, I have a headache, even you have forgotten, and the others can't remember it, can you tell me about the situation at home?" For example, my father, my mother, my brothers and sisters. ”

As soon as he heard the young master say that he couldn't remember the past, Xiao Mantou's eyes were instantly filled with tears again.

"Stop! Stop! The eldest grandson Chong couldn't stand the woman's tears, although the one in front of him was not a woman, but it was only a matter of time, "If you cry again, I will buy jewelry for Xiaobaozi!" ”

When Xiao Mantou heard it, this is okay, if the young master bought jewelry for Xiao Baozi, wouldn't it climb on her head?

In the blink of an eye, he put away his tears, took the young master's hand and said, "Little steamed bun, let's say, let's say!" ”

Oops, this voice, the coquettish kung fu is in place! Hearing this, Changsun Chong's heart and body were rippling, but the most important thing now was to quickly learn what the situation was and quickly put away Brother Zhu's face.

"Young master, your name is ・・・・・・ Eldest Sun Chong"

Oh, yes, the name hasn't changed, but the only one who has the same name and surname as him is the "eldest grandson Chong" in the Tang Dynasty! Could it be that everything in the dream was real? That white-bearded old man, sent him to the Tang Dynasty?

"Am I the eldest grandson of the Tang Dynasty?"

The little steamed bun saw the eldest grandson Chong's face full of questions, and felt that the young master was so pitiful now, he really didn't remember who he was, and he didn't mean to play with her!

"The master is the eldest grandson Wuji, and the young master is the eldest son of the master, so naturally it is the eldest grandson." The little steamed bun whispered.

The eldest grandson Wuji? A history cow, now he has become his father? The eldest grandson Chong grew his mouth and couldn't close his mouth in surprise!

The disappearance of Changsun Chong was rumored to be supernatural, but none of this had anything to do with Changsun Chong, because he had now become the eldest son of Changsun Wuji during the Tang Dynasty.

Although the eldest grandson Chong misses his parents, it has now become a fact, so he has to find a way to go back or give his parents a dream in the future, so that they don't have to worry, he is living well in another world.

"Then is my aunt the current queen mother?" Changsun Chong asked uncertainly, if this question was confirmed, then he could definitely come to the early years of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty.

Xiao Mantou nodded again and again, and said: "Yes, Empress Changsun is a generation of virtuous queens, a model for women in the world, and the pride of our eldest grandson family." "The affection of the little steamed bun is very proud and honored.

"By the way, little steamed bun, how did I get hurt?" The eldest grandson touched a bulging bag on the back of his head, probably because it was the size of a heavy object or hit a hard object.

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