Night City.

The evening breeze is cool and cool.

A series of footsteps came from the air-cold corridor, not sinking, very rhythmic, and echoes wafting in the air.

The person standing in front of the window watching the sunset turned half sideways and looked over with a cold gaze.

Xiao Yechen walked out elegantly, dressed in black and in black pants, delicate as snow, and a pair of eyes were strange and charming.

Yi Sa carefully looked at the child's expression, and his thin lips provoked: "You really ...... It's a demon......

Unexpected, reasonable.

This child, who is not yet five years old, is shocked by the speed of adaptation.

Letting go of the shackles of weak feelings, he is like a demon who has broken free from the shackles, stepped into his own realm, and danced wildly.

Born with a coldness, he raised the knife in his hand, and the bright red blood bloomed into a beautiful and bewitching flower.

The cold and beautiful eyes despise all beings, like looking at a swarm of ants.

Yi Sa looked at this ice and snow doll, he walked to him step by step with elegant steps, and there was a rare flash of brilliance in his eyes.

Call it excitement.

He felt a boiling sensation in his body gradually awakening, and he hadn't felt this emotion in a long time except when he was young.

"Happy?" His jet-black eyes narrowed, and his voice sounded like that of a cello.

Xiao Yechen stood beside him, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on his immature face, and his gaze fell on his young hands.

"Not happy."

Isa looked at him.

Xiao Yechen put down his hand, closed his eyes and raised his jade white face: "It's too far away." ”

Qinghuan's death, the arc of being left alone in the dark, the powerlessness of facing danger too many times, and the unsurpassable father of the moat......

Xiao Yechen's delicate eyebrows swept over Qingyan, and he turned around and walked up the stairs next to him.

"Your mommy just called."

Xiao Yechen didn't stop: "Got it, Dad." ”

Yi Sa looked at his back, his cold and picturesque face, and suddenly burst into a low laugh: "The era of demons in the world...... It's really exciting......

Xiao Yechen, unlike his father, is different after all.

This child, who seems to be the reincarnation of the God of Destruction, may not be worse than Qi Ye's bastard in the future.

The seeds of demons eventually sprout and grow.

……

After Ye Weilan had dinner, he kept sitting on the sofa with his mobile phone and waiting.

After Qi Ye finished handling the business, he returned to the room and saw that his daughter-in-law had not slept yet, and his eyebrows folded: "Lan, it's time to sleep." “

Ye Weilan wore a cotton skirt and raised her eyes: "Qi Ye, you sleep first, I'll wait for a while." ”

Qi Ye turned around to look for her phone, but was pulled by Ye Weilan, she took his hand and shook her head: "Xiao Jiu may have trained too hard, so I forgot, I'm waiting." ”

Women like to make a fool of themselves.

Qi Ye asked her, "Do you know what time it is?" ”

Ye Weilan raised his eyes to look at the clock on the wall, it was eleven forty.

It's almost the next day.

She stood up with her mobile phone and took a deep breath: "I didn't notice that it was so late, Xiao Jiu was asleep, he should call tomorrow, Qi Ye, don't call him......"

Qi Ye smiled: "I won't teach him a lesson, be good, go take a bath." ”

Ye Weilan went into the bathroom to take a bath.

Qi Ye walked to the bedside, opened his mobile phone and sent a text message to Xiao Yechen.

- Don't always remind me of what you promised me.

He put down his phone, changed into his pajamas, lay down, and pulled out a few papers from the table to look at them.