The latest free chapters of the book can be found here. "What's going on. What the hell is going on. Why do I remember that Xiao Er doesn't remember me? I'm his father." King Ning has not been able to accept this blow. I've been chattering in front of Kong Ruqin for a day. This is not the beginning of dinner. Someone was still glued to Kong Ruqin's front and rambling on the same paragraph.

"Daddy. Don't ask the Lord of Kong Gu anymore, didn't they say it. This is only temporary selective amnesia. It's useless to force him. The one that is remembered is always the one to be remembered. That's not a good attitude." Xiahou Cheng put on a calm posture towards King Ning, who was sitting opposite. He was able to do this of course because Silvermoon remembered him. He didn't dare to deny that he had been snorting for a day.

King Ning raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes, listening to Xiahou Cheng's words. The chopsticks in his hand threw them at his handsome face without hesitation. Then I saw him block with his sleeve. Then he roared with a fierce face: "Stinky boy. I don't want to see your face now. You'd better stay away from me."

Xiahou Chengyin sneered. Is this the man who makes a dad. Isn't this jealousy not remembered? What's the big deal. Since he's not kind to him, he's a father. So what is the son who is still humble: "Dad. I can't see my face. As for you, did I break your eyes to let you see?

"You." King Ning was delayed by Xiahou Cheng's words.

"Descendants. Say you remember Daddy." I can't argue with someone in Xiahou Cheng. Finally his eyes fell to his side and he didn't speak. Silver Moon who only cares about eating meat.

Xiahou Cheng pursed his lips and glanced at him. The sixth who didn't take them seriously at all. I suddenly felt pathetic. What are they doing? It's naïve. The most critical thing is . The two of them are not as interested in a piece of chicken leg as a chicken leg: "Dad. Let's eat. If you're a chicken leg I can guarantee it. Your status in the minds of the sixth child is definitely high now. You're a little old, though."

"Little Er, you say it again.." King Ning, this is called a heart. The son can't remember him. And now it's been hit again and again. This clearly wants to kill him alive.

"Okay, okay. I'm not going to say it." Actually, it doesn't mean anything to say it. Anyway, he's the one who lives by himself. Anyway, he's sassy.

After the meal, Xiahou Cheng circled around Yinyue, who was already asleep in the wing room, for a long time.

"Sixth. Get up first and wipe yourself. You can't sleep like this." Although the daytime has been bathed. But these two meals come down. He ate twenty chicken legs. A hand of oil or something. It's even dirtier.

"......" of course someone who was already asleep didn't pay attention to him.

Xiahou Cheng, who was not ignored, was not angry because he was ignored. Kong Ruqin had already told him before noon. Because the anti-erosion power in his body has been suppressed. The two sides have been battling it out inside him. Therefore, symptoms such as fatigue, sickness, and hunger will occur temporarily.

However, his intelligence did not decline as expected. It's just that memory is intermittent. To put it bluntly, it's up to him. He likes to remember that everything and who is his own choice.

The night is quiet. Xiahou Cheng looked at the sleeping face. I was a little overwhelmed for a while. Let's look at him. That is, the general delicate. I didn't expect it to look pretty handsome now.

'Ahem' someone feigned a cough in response. Then he hid his inner thoughts. Then sit down next to Silver Moon. Gently shaking his body: "Sixth...... Get up and be obedient......"

Yinyue just lay on the couch. Sleep soundly. Let him shake his body.

"Hey......" Xiahou Cheng sighed in a low voice when he saw this. Get up and call someone to get a basin of warm water. Carefully wipe his face and hands. There is no way, maybe he was born to work hard. Or he owed him in his last life. In this life, he came to pay off his debts as his brother.

Whatever it is. Now he's going to stay by his side and watch him well. Compared to the previous one, he exuded an aura of indifference. The sixth child who usually puts on a stinky face. To be honest, he still prefers this one. Although he now also rarely speaks. But. At least like a normal person.

But he also knew. This is not normal for him now. Lives can be lost at any time.

"Oh......" was another melancholy sigh. This time, Xiahou Cheng had already gone to the couch and hugged Yinyue's sleeping body in his arms. It's not that he's perverted. Just don't worry about him alone.

But when he thought of Wei Shengyu, he was extremely melancholy. The man. It really makes him sad. Why is the cicada jade bead in his hand? Why can't you change someone.

This time, I went to Hanyu Villa to ask for the cold cicada jade bead Wei Shengyu will be handed over to him. He only thought of three options. Otherwise, use the robbery. Otherwise, take advantage of the dark night and high wind to steal. Otherwise, he'd sacrifice his hue for him to last time. And then the reward is, of course, the chilling jade beads.

Is...... Although very spurned the third method. But as long as it can save the life of the sixth child. Such a small sacrifice is nothing. Isn't it just the last time. Neither is it right...... Maybe he wants to him himself. That should be better. Treat him like a woman and let him be refreshed all night. It's a tiring night's thing.

"Ma's."

Silent room. Suddenly, Xiahou Cheng's cursing voice sounded. Then his big hand covered his towering ground. Maybe it's because I haven't touched a woman for too long. Otherwise, the sixth child would just lie on his chest and blow some hot air. How could he stand up.

"Hey. Don't squeeze me inside." Is...... Xiahou Cheng looked at the motionless person with a black face. I feel like I'm playing the piano to a cow all day. It's not just about playing the piano to the cow. He's still going to to this guy who only knows how to eat and sleep. Is...... Where are women? Xiahou Chengzi wailed in his heart.

With the action ...... Looking at the face of the sixth child. Xiahou Cheng actually thought of what happened in the bath that night. He still remembered that the sixth child's hands were soft and thoughtful. It's very comfortable, but there is an indescribable sense of oppression......

After thinking about it, Xiahou Cheng couldn't help but pick up someone's hand. Put on your own broil. Heat it up and let it hold. His big hand covered his hand and helped it move.

Because a certain sleeping pig has no idea what he has been forced to do. Otherwise...... Another serious homicide.

"Hmmm......"

At this moment, Xiahou Cheng's face is covered with a joyful look that goes deep into the fairyland. The hand under the crotch. It's really as easy to use as he imagined. A little harder than a woman's and a little softer than a man. The feel of the grip. It's just just right to the extreme.

Such a crisp night. But there are people who have no discipline. Hold my brother's hand again and again. Hold on to your lot......