"Yi Yang, Qingshuang's call, can you answer it?" The sound of the dark stab sounded, and these trivial matters were also managed by this god-level system. At this time, answering this call is quite a bit of a request for the future.

Song Yiyang glanced up at Cao Luo: "My wife's phone." ”

"Let's take it!" Cao Luo agreed very happily.

The phone is connected.

"Qingshuang, is there something wrong?" Song Yiyang tried his best to put on the most natural smile, as if he could see it from the other side.

"Yi Yang, listen to me, don't embarrass that child!" Song Qingshuang's voice was very anxious, and there was a faint cry.

"Which child?" Song Yiyang asked puzzledly, and glanced at Cao Luo at the same time, but Cao Luo didn't have the consciousness to listen to other people's phone calls, too, if he let this Song Yiyang out of his sight, he would probably be in trouble.

"It's the kid you're chasing today!"

“······” Song Yiyang smiled bitterly, he really didn't embarrass others, on the contrary, his own life was pinched into the hands of the child you said.

"Don't worry about this." Song Yiyang comforted his wife.

"Yi Yang, that kid, he, he's Qingxue's child!" Song Qingshuang said with tears wiped from her eyes.

"Qingxue's child?" Song Yiyang's voice suddenly rose, and his eyes when he looked at Cao Luo became suspicious: "Impossible!" ”

Qingxue of course he knew, the gentle woman who called her brother-in-law back then had not dispersed in his memory, she was the first person willing to admit that she was Song Qingshuang's husband, at that time, Song Yiyang married Miss Song as a subordinate is definitely a thing that shocked countless people.

"That's right! You can match it in all aspects, you find that child, don't embarrass him, bring him back, okay? Song Qingshuang didn't realize that her husband was now involuntarily.

Cao Luo's body stiffened, his hearing was not bad, and he naturally heard the voice on the other end under deliberate circumstances.

Snow clearing······

Lao Cao told himself that his mother is called Song Qingxue, who is a member of the Song family, can he still have anything to do with Song Yiyang's family?

"Okay, I see." Song Yiyang silently hung up the phone, and glanced at Cao Luo in a very complicated way, Cao Luo, who heard all the conversations, was in a mess in his heart, and he didn't look at him at all.

The scene was cold, neither of them spoke, and the silence was so dark that it was hairy.

"Lao Cao, is this call real?" Cao Luo asked.

"That's right, his god-level system is indeed only responsible for answering a phone call, and there is absolutely no possibility of fraud." Lao Cao confirmed on the side.

“······ That, Song Yiyang, what do you mean by making this call? Cao Luo decided to take the initiative.

"Your mother's name is Song Qingxue?" Song Yiyang looked Cao Luo up and down for a while, no, he didn't think about this aspect before, but now he knows, at a glance, Cao Luo's appearance is indeed six points similar to Song Qingxue, but the lines are a little colder and harder, but it is easy to see Song Qingxue's shadow from above.

"Yes!" Cao Luo did not deny it.

"My wife's name is Song Qingshuang." Song Yiyang looked at Cao Luo's expression that became more and more stunned: "Song Qingxue's sister." ”

Cao Luo's mind is completely out of order now, he couldn't have imagined that his opponent, who had been fighting wits and courage for a day, would turn into his own ······ Auntie?

"I'll go, you really didn't lie to me?" Cao Luo played up directly, although he knew that he was somewhat related to the Song family, but he didn't expect that relative to be in front of his eyes, tied up by five flowers?

"Liared to you? Do you deserve it? Song Yiyang scoffed.

Cao Luo didn't move, pacing back and forth, walking faster and faster, his heart was very uneasy, what is this?

"Lao Cao, what should I do?" Cao Luo scratched his hair with a headache and kneaded his dew-soaked hair into a chicken nest.

"Don't you have an idea for a counterattack?" Lao Cao showed an unfathomable smile, as if he was a master.

"Nonsense, I'm asking now, what do you have in mind!"

"You dare to scold me, I am the strongest system to follow your grandfather to fight in the east and west!"

"Don't put gold on your face!"

······

"Assassin, what is this kid doing?" Song Yiyang looked at Cao Luo, who was talking to himself and scolding, speechlessly.

"It should be some contradiction with his god-level system, after all, he is still too young, and it is very difficult to suppress a powerful god-level system." The stab analyzed on the side.

Just as the scene became more lively, a hurried phone rang again.

This time, Song Yiyang did not ask Cao Luo's opinion, but when he connected the phone, he also let the speaker be turned on.

"Yi Yang, haven't you found that child yet?" Song Qingshuang seemed to be in a hurry, and it was only five minutes since the last phone call.

“······ Looking is to find it, but. Before Song Yiyang's words were finished, he was directly interrupted by Song Qingshuang on the other side.

"Found it? Great, Yi Yang, bring this child home, this child is so pitiful, he hasn't been home since he was a child, and now he is being chased by your unreliable uncle all over the forest! Song Qingshuang's words were extremely unreasonable.

Song Yiyang smiled bitterly when he heard this, he felt that he was the most pitiful one, the poor nephew in your mouth is now tying your man to a tree, planning how to kill it!

Hanging up the phone, Song Yiyang looked at Cao Luo.

Cao Luo looked at the sky.

Song Qingshuang's voice was heard more realistically just now, and the strong family affection in the anxiety made Cao Luo feel as if his throat was blocked by something, this feeling, he had felt from Luo Feng and Wang Ya and his wife, but now the feeling is a little different.

That is, the throbbing of blood······

After being silent for five minutes, Cao Luo stopped and turned his head to look at Song Yiyang: "Let's go." ”

"Let's go?" Song Yiyang didn't react for a while, but as soon as he came into contact with Cao Luo's not very good-looking face, he reacted instantly, and the chains on his body gradually retreated, and even a few of his weapons were intimately picked up.

With the weapon in his hand, Song Yiyang breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was steady, for this Linghu Chong type of soldier, without weapons, the combat effectiveness has dropped to more than a grade!

Cao Luo stood still, and Song Yiyang looked at him strangely: "Didn't you say you wanted to leave?" ”

"Lead the way!"

“······” Song Yiyang is so angry, he was half angry when he was an opponent before, and now he should be the elder of this kid in terms of seniority, he is still so disrespectful!

Song family.

Song Junchen's study.

Song Qingxue waited anxiously, looked out the window from time to time, and turned back to the room disappointed when she saw that there was nothing.

Song Junchen's face was full of wry smiles: "Mom, you don't need to be like this, didn't my dad say it, he has already found my brother, just sit down and wait?" To be honest, looking at his mother's eagerly awaited appearance, Song Junchen was a little jealous while being bitter.

"It's coming!"

The aura in the distance was easily captured by "Vientiane", Song Junchen stood up and looked at the direction where the aura came from, and soon, two figures came from far and near.

When I opened the door to the room, two people entered.

"Poof~" Rao couldn't help laughing with Song Junchen's cultivation style.

Song Yiyang and Cao Luo both went through a night of chasing and fleeing, coupled with the impact of the battle, the clothes on their bodies were broken into pieces, especially Cao Luo, it is estimated that the clothes were torn and couldn't be handled, so he actually made a "liquid suit" by himself.

Cao Luo's face was black, numb, he made a mistake, and he forgot to change his clothes.

Just before he could say anything, another person in the room, Song Qingshuang, had already rushed over, and looked at Cao Luo's face carefully, like a stone gambler who was opening a stone, and even the hands holding Cao Luo's cheeks were cold and trembling slightly.

Cao Luo stood motionless as if he was stupid, and the two big men were also watching from the sidelines, not saying a word.

"Like ······ It's like ······." Song Qingshuang didn't pay attention to Cao Luo's weird outfit at all, she saw the young face that looked six points like her sister, and she couldn't cry.

Ten minutes passed.

"Ahem, Mom, do you want my cousin to take a shower and change his clothes?" Song Junchen said tentatively.

At this time, Song Qingshuang reacted, and only then did she see Cao Luo's extremely embarrassing "liquid suit".

"Poof!" Although he was still crying just now, Cao Luo's dress was so funny, and the originally silent environment was directly broken.

Cao Luo had a black line, but he didn't have the slightest disgust, from Song Qingshuang's body, he could feel his mother's breath, which made him warm and intoxicated.

Song Yiyang came over, directly grabbed the back of Cao Luo's neck, and dragged him to the bathroom. Cao Luo was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to fight back, but soon reacted that the environment was not right, and he was really helpless against Song Yiyang now.

Because people have one more identity, an identity that makes him extremely helpless.

Aunt-in-law.

Just rushed these three words, Cao Luo couldn't get out of any temper.

Song Junchen's bathroom is very exquisite, although it is not as luxurious as the decoration of other family members, but after all, the area is there, and there is no shortage of equipment, especially the bath in the center that is as big as a small swimming pool, which really makes Cao Luo's eyes shine.

Song Yiyang held a spray not far away, and the warm water flowed on the slender body with knotted muscles.

Cao Luo ignored this uncle, and soaked in the bath by himself, the water temperature was relatively hot, and after soaking for a while, people had no strength at all, and the whole person was relaxed and just wanted to sleep.

"Oh~" Cao Luo exhaled in enjoyment.

Song Yiyang glanced at him with disdain, and just happened to be caught by Cao Luo, and he was immediately angry.

"Song Yiyang, let me tell you, I didn't rush with you just now to give you face, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Cao Luo's expression was ugly.

"Huh." Song Yiyang's answer is enough to make people vomit three liters of blood, almighty, hehe······

"I'll go!" Cao Luo stood up in a hurry, the water droplets flowed down his muscle curves, and his expression when he looked at Song Yiyang now could be described as quite unkind, and he had the intention of jumping up to duel if he didn't agree with each other.