"Don't be in a hurry to scold me, I'll let you see with your own eyes everything I say happens, my good brother." Hoarse with a malicious tone.

Beads of mung bean-like sweat slipped down Qi Chang's full forehead, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart.

The thunderbolt quickly floated in unison in front of Qi Chang, and the two faces with similar eyebrows and eyes looked at each other, tense.

Unguarded, a chorus of black smoke behind him suddenly rushed into Qi Chang's body, Qi Chang's whole body exuded anger, he raised his head in pain, his pupils dilated, the green tendons on his cheeks bulged, his whole body trembled violently, his fists were clenched tremblingly, and his nails seemed to sink into his palms.

The black smoke dissipated, Qi Chang directly closed his eyes and lowered his head, his arms swaying weakly at his side.

Huo Ran opened his eyes, tilted his head and moved his muscles and bones, and his eyes were no longer charitable and sharp, but contained conspiracy and killing intent.

Qi Chang, who woke up again, sneered, "It is more convenient to requisition this respectable body." ”

"Dudu, let's go home." Qiqi shouted, and the little ghost who didn't know where to play lay on her head with a bang.

Qiqi almost stepped out of the Rose Pavilion, she dragged her backpack with one hand, hummed a small tune, climbed the stairs, and was in a particularly happy mood, sitting on her shoulder with a smile and shaking her small limbs.

"I'm back." Opening the door with the key, Qiqi stretched out his hands and stood at the entrance, smiling like a flower.

The first thing to greet her was Jojo who flew in, its head resting on her shoulder, sticking to her, its tail whirling non-stop, and the toot on the other shoulder, clapping happily, seemed to like this lively environment very much.

Michael, who followed Jojo, squatted in the living room and meowed at her twice, and the father and son, who were engrossed in playing mobile games side by side on the sofa, both raised their heads and threw a welcome bright smile to Qiqi, "You're back." ”

Qi Shunying, who was doing her homework behind closed doors, quickly opened the door and rushed out and pounced, Qiqi hurriedly put down Qiao Qiao and hugged the cute baby with both arms.

"Sister Qiqi, I miss you."

"I miss you too." Qiqi put her down easily and changed into home shoes.

Jiang Muhibiscus, who was tied around the waist with an apron, held a spatula, poked his head out, and smiled, "Qiqi is back, hurry up and wash your hands and eat." ”

The steaming and fragrant dishes on the table drove away Qiqi's exhaustion, and I missed this taste so much.

It's nice to have a group of friends and relatives waiting for you to return, with hot meals and hot dishes, and a warm and harmonious place to live.

"Okay." Qiqi replied loudly, pushing Qi Shunying and running to the bathroom.

Everyone sat at the dining table, happy and lively as if it was the New Year.

"Drink a bowl of soup to replenish your body, the food of the tour group is generally not good." Jiang Muhibiscus filled a bowl of crucian carp soup and placed it in front of Qiqi.

Qiqi was hungry, rubbed his hands, pinched the soup spoon and began to drink, milky white soup, tender tofu, golden and tender crucian carp on both sides, and had a great appetite.

"Is the place you going to fun?" Jiang Mujin asked.

"It's fun, exciting, encounters a lot of new things, and participates in a sad story." Seven neat separation of fish bones, simple reply.

"You also acted in a sitcom?" Qi Shunhua turned his head and asked, not forgetting to peel the shrimp shell in his hand.

"Well, a sitcom that desperately tried to save but failed." Qiqi took the shrimp he handed to him, put it in his mouth, and said in a somewhat low tone.

"This tour group is interesting, and the program is relatively novel." Qi Jiangao lowered his head and peeled a shrimp and put it in his wife's bowl.