"Be nosy." Sheng Xingze said lightly, and also got up and left.

"Hoshizawa!" Sheng Chengguang almost had a heart attack, he just helped his younger brother clean up his rival, why was he still disliked?

"Brother Chengguang, don't be angry, drink some soup." Qi Mai hurriedly served him soup to dispel the anger of the big guy.

Sheng Lao is also saving the precarious family status - now he has a family of five, and he has the lowest status, so in order not to become the protagonist of 'Grandpa Travels the World', can't he be a big guy?

"Since Xingze has a girlfriend, he has forgotten that Chengguang has loved him the most since he was a child, it's really unusual!"

Sheng Lao wanted to stand on the same front with the eldest grandson and share the same hatred, but he didn't expect that these words just hit Sheng Chengguang's pain point: in his brother's heart, he is not as good as a woman?

Sheng Chengguang turned his death gaze to Sheng Lao: "I still care about the feelings of young people at an age, if I am so idle, I have set up a cultural relics protection fund in Dunhuang, and I am just short of manpower, why don't you go to the town to supervise?" ”

Sheng Lao: "......"

Dunhuang, how desolate! A gust of wind blows and you can have three catties of sand on your body!

He looked at Gao Ling and thought to himself that Gao Ling was so omnipotent, and he could do the work of the Dunhuang Cultural Relics Protection Fund.

Gao Leng wore sunglasses and crossed his arms like a stone statue to watch TV in the living room, no matter how hot the sight from the old man was, he would never waver.

Want to pit me to Dunhuang? You bad old man.

Unable to get a response from a full-time bodyguard, Sheng Lao felt infinitely sad in his heart, but he didn't have the courage to face the big guy, so he had to 'woo' and shouted Gao Ling: "Xiao Gao, quickly bring my blood pressure medicine, I think my blood pressure has soared to two hundred......

Sheng Chengguang: "......"

Gao Ling took the blood pressure medicine that he had been carrying in his pocket all the year round with an expressionless face, anyway, it was time to take the medicine after eating, so he got off the donkey, poured a glass of water, and let Sheng Lao take a pill.

At the same time, Izumi was sitting on the big sofa with his body tilted, and the boy kicked off his slippers, wearing white socks on his feet, and his black silk robe hung softly at his side.

One hand rested on his forehead, and his gray eyes were half-squinted without emotion.

The TV is on.

When Lin Fan's news was broadcast, a little emotion appeared in his ancient and waveless eyes.

His eyes opened, looking at the girl on TV who said those words with a resolute temperament, somehow, those words seemed to please him, and a little smile barely reached a gentle smile on his handsome but gloomy face.

"You really haven't changed at all." He spoke, and he coughed uncontrollably, not knowing which nerve it touched.

Suddenly, his throat was sweet, he leaned down, a mouthful of blood spat on the white carpet, his hands clutching the edge of the sofa, the black flannel lining his finger joints white and thin.

He lowered his head, his bulging back was like a rusty knife, no matter how brilliant and sharp it used to be, seeing blood sealing his throat, it was now covered with dust and rust, fading its brilliance.

"This is destiny." A young voice sounded, and the tone had a gloom that was completely inappropriate for his age.

Izumi Yin raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, slowly got up, all the emotions in his gray eyes disappeared, and when he looked coldly, it was like a cold star in the night, which was terrifying.

But the little boy standing in the doorway is like a lighthouse standing in the wind that can tear everything apart.

"You must be very unwilling if you have not undergone genetic modification and are the strongest on the basis of human beings, but you do not have a long life to continue the glory."