Zhao Jiuchen looked at the strange object that was pulled around by Han Han, he naturally understood what it was, and instantly his old face turned red, so he covered Han Weixi's eyes with his hand, and glared angrily at Han Han, who was still at a loss.

"What are you doing, why don't you let me see it."

Han Weixi's eyes darkened, and his two hands tried to remove Zhao Jiuchen's hand from his face, but Zhao Jiuchen's strength was too great, her nails hurt, and he still didn't move.

"Well, we can't look at this."

Zhao Jiuchen endured the faint pain of being scratched on his hands, and patiently coaxed Han Weixi, who was still ignorant.

is very helpless, this girl is not unemployed, he tossed her a lot in his previous life, otherwise where did the child come from, how could he have been reincarnated and forget all the knowledge in that area?

This stupid boy is also really naïve, he doesn't even know the characteristics of his own man, fiddling like this in front of two big girls, and when he grows up in the future, he will feel ashamed!

The son and daughter-in-law are stupid, and it is difficult to explain carefully for Zhao Jiuchen.

"Don't move! That's the most important thing in you, and you can't let anyone touch it in the future, and you can't let it be exposed to anyone yourself, you know? ”

Han Han nodded as if he didn't understand, hurriedly lost the thing, and wiped it on the crotch of his pants with his hand, something sticky.

"Let my mother take a look."

When Zhao Jiuchen scolded, his hand unconsciously relaxed, and as soon as Han Han was solved over there, Han Weixi took advantage of his unpreparedness to run out, and he was about to touch Han Han's thing.

Han Han looked at his mother like a hungry wolf pounced, her eyes lit up like him pounced, and she was so frightened that she remembered Zhao Jiuchen's words, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover her legs, "No, no!" Daddy said no one was allowed to look at it! Neither can my mother! ”

Han Weixi wanted to take a look at it with great interest, but she heard that Han Han didn't let her see it, or for his father's words!

Suddenly felt aggrieved, stood in place and cried loudly.

"Woo woo wow wow wow wow!!"

Hanhan saw that her mother was crying, and she was also sad, so the two of them cried together with their mouths open.

Zhao Jiuchen listened to the duet, one big and one small, and only felt that he wanted to faint on the spot.

quickly went over and took Han Weixi into his arms, touched her soft hair, and wiped away her tears little by little.

"Okay, the husband is here, we don't want him anymore, he's disobedient."

Han Weixi nodded while crying and shrunk into Zhao Jiuchen's arms.

It's still a good husband, and his son is really unreliable.

Ling Ye watched Zhao Jiuchen hugging Han Weixi on the side, and at the same time coaxed Han Han with his eyes, and laughed out loud.

He doesn't want children in the future, burning one person is enough for him.

"Do you want the kid to have the final say?"

Suddenly, a girl's voice sounded in Ling Ye's mind, his smile suddenly stopped, and his eyes quickly turned red.

It's the scorching, it's his scorching!

She could hear his telepathy!

That means she's nearby, right?

At this moment, the netherworld.

Feng Yisan accompanied Ah Yan to bring soup to the ghosts, and Zhuo Zhuo followed.

As for Ling Ye, Zhuo Zhuo could have gone to see him, but he just had to let it go, and when his thoughts reached the extreme, she would appear again, otherwise wouldn't it be cherished?

However, she automatically ignored the time that she had not seen for tens of thousands of years, after all, for her, it was only a moment.

However, on the bridge, for the first time in thousands of years, Meng Po Ayan sat next to the cauldron on the bridge with a smile, but there was a broken stool beside her, and she was sitting in the wind.

Feng Yisan frowned and looked at the green and faint big pot of soup, mixed with the smell of stinky water and rotten fish and shrimp, as soon as he sat down, the stench was like layers of air waves, suddenly blowing towards him.

He turned his head to glance, but Ah Yan was still grinning with white teeth, some fierce eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and his eyes were full of thick smiles.

Today, she didn't wear green clothes, but wore a red tulle skirt, there was a lack of fabric on her arms, and she was replaced with black fine silk, a small bow was tied, the corners of the skirt were very long, almost to the ground, and a bell was tied to her slender and white ankles, and the bell material was a little special, as transparent as glass, but it was not so colorless and transparent, and there was a little purple and black between the light.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, ghosts floated from the other side of the bridge one after another, and came to Ah Yan one by one.

The ghost at the head of the team was a hanged ghost, with a long tongue, his face was pale and weak, his eyes were cracked and turned out, and he was a little stunned when he saw Feng Yisan.

No matter how bold he was when he was a little marquis in the mortal world, after all, it was the first time he saw a real ghost.

But he's a ghost himself.

Ah Yan looked at the ugly and terrifying ghost, subconsciously glanced at Feng Yisan, and saw that his face was a little bad, and he understood something.

The smile instantly turned into the ferocity of the spiky fangs, and slammed at the ghost, the ghost instantly fell back, and the teeth bit the miserable white tongue that almost hung to the ground, and was about to scream, but saw Ah Yan's eyes fiddling quickly, but in a few seconds, the long tongue was tied with a bow, and it hung on the ghost's face.

"Poof!"

Feng Yisan couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, it was really that the impact of the tongue-like bow was too funny, and with the ghost whining and couldn't speak, the red face was too funny.

Ah Yan looked at Feng Yisan and was not afraid, and grinned, he always protected her in the previous life, and now it is her turn to protect him.

The next ghosts trembled one by one, and even felt how cold their tongues weaked, and their eyes longed to stare at a hole in the bridge, because when they looked up, they were full of pink bubbles.

In order not to be bored, Ah Yan brought him a lot of dim sum to eat, but he didn't know that he smelled the soup, and even retched a little, and the sweet smell of dim sum couldn't cover it at all.

"Sansan, eat?"

Ah Yan scooped a large spoonful of soup with a huge soup spoon, and without looking at it, he stretched out in front of the ghost and put it away, waiting for it to drink by itself, and pinched the green bean cake with his other hand, and approached Feng Yisan's lips.

Feng Yisan shrunk his neck back slightly, and said, "Ah Yan, you better do things with peace of mind, leave me alone." ”

"What are they, ghosts, sooner or later they will have to forget me, why should I choose to give up taking care of my dear Sansan to a stranger I don't know?"

Ah Yan rolled his eyes at the ghost, and the soup spoon slammed it fiercely, scattering the ghost's face, and he didn't dare to speak, so he had to droop his eyelids, and his face gradually spread more and more intense black gas.

He was chanting something in his mouth, and he saw the glass bell on Ah Yan's feet swaying slightly with his words, and the black gas on the bell became more and more intense.

Ah Yan didn't pay attention at all, her eyes lit up, and she watched Feng Yisan take her hand and swallow the last bite of pastry.

When he turned back again, the ghost disappeared silently, and the three portions of Meng Po soup in the soup spoon were drunk by him alone.

"This ghost is so strange, there is no sadness like other ghosts who cry for their father and mother."

Ah Yan looked at the soup spoon that was clean and could be used as a mirror, and his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters.

"Maybe Ayan is too beautiful today? They can't bear to be ugly. ”

Feng Yisan's voice was extremely gentle, instantly melting Ah Yan's heart, and the shyness she had not had for thousands of years was completely manifested at this moment.

"Really, why haven't you seen you please me like this before?"

In Ah Yan's memory, Feng Yisan has always refused to tell love words honestly, and he always wants to make her angry before he is willing to coax her.

Feng Yisan smiled and said: "People will grow, I used to think that it didn't matter if I had you or not, at that time, I was behind the powerful Hou Mansion, and there was no shortage of little women's pursuits, naturally frivolous and impetuous very, and now this thousand years of parting has completely made me understand, Ah Yan, it turns out that I can't do without you for a long time." ”

The young man in front of him is still the familiar face, and between the smiles, he can vaguely see the pride of dropping the fruit on the peach blossom tree, but he is much more stable and mature, and his eyes are more and more calm like water.

Whether he is reckless or mature, at every stage, she seems to have experienced it, guarding their ignorance and innocence at the beginning, in exchange for the happiness that will be stable now.

The best look of love, nothing more than that, you have been amazed in my best years, and you are still by your side when I want to be with you when I am calm.

"Fool."

Ah Yan scolded him with tears, and couldn't help wiping his tears, the thousand-year-old hardship and sadness are real, but the excitement now is also real.

"If I'm a fool, don't you like fools too?"

Feng Yi stumbled back, and the angry Ah Yan raised his hand to fight, but he finally couldn't bear to do it, and hammered his chest with a red face.

It was almost evening, seeing that a large pot of soup had bottomed out, many ghosts came innocently and went back with a green face, and Ah Yan also sat on the broken stool until the end of work.

Her waist was already sore as usual, and she was about to beat as usual, but she suddenly touched a pair of warm hands, and the warmth pressed slowly on her waist to dispel the soreness.

Ah Yan's earlobes gradually reddened, and her cheeks were hotter than those big hands.

"Why, are you still shy in front of your husband?"

Feng Yisan raised his eyes and saw Ah Yan's eyes in a hurry, so he deliberately teased her, and sure enough, his face turned a little red.

"Where can I be considered a husband, but I have only been in the same room once, even if I go to the singing and dancing hall, it will not end in one day!"

Ah Yan has always been obsessed with this matter, and for a thousand years, since the last time he touched her, he committed suicide and never touched her again.

Although she didn't care much about that incident at all, it wasn't because there was no one around at all, and now that he appeared, her body seemed to be reserved, and her state returned to that wedding night.

Plus the hot strokes of those hands.

It really made her a little anxious and out of breath, and her lips itched.