The latest free chapters of the book can be found here. In the blink of an eye. Yinyue has been in King Ning's Mansion for more than seven days. But his body still showed no signs of recovery. All he remembered was that day his body was in a lot of pain. In particular, every bone of the body has the feeling of agglomeration and shrinking. Doesn't it mean that his body should have the same pain before recovery.

Even in the past few days, he has recalled the 'Yin and Yang Cheats' he has practiced a hundred times. I still haven't figured out why it's like this. Moreover, the books have been destroyed by him.

"Wimpy kid...... Let you be lazy here. I've got you."

"Cut ......" Yinyue listened to the voice coming from afar, disdainfully whitening him. These seven days are down. The two of them had a good relationship before. But behind the scenes, they still reorganize each other. Xiahou Cheng relied on himself to be an adult to bully him. But he wasn't a child. How could he be allowed to bully.

So. They're clearly on the bar.

"Stay away from me." The cold voice was tinged with a hint of immaturity. Rush into someone's ear. But it's so harsh.

Adults who do not belong to the age. Let Xiahou Cheng scoff again. This guy is really not ordinary. It is worthy of being the son of Yinyue and having a virtue with him.

"Gone...... The old man said it was time to rest...... "Calculate that Xiahou Cheng has become his personal subordinate. Follow him around the ass all day. There are also special services for him. If the service is not considerate, you will be scolded by the old man. Blamed by his brother. I really can't figure out when this guy bought everyone's hearts.

"Uh-huh......" Yinyue snorted sullenly. Lifted his feet without saying anything and left.

Xiahou Cheng stayed alone and wondered for a long time. What is this. Set up a stand for him. Is...... Underbeaten ......

Xiahou Cheng panted to catch up with the silver moon who was pacing slowly. Grabbing his small body with one hand and dragging it in front of him: "Hey, hey...... Stinky boy, did you take me seriously?"

Yinyue didn't even look at his yuang. The lowered eyes reflected disdain, and the movement of shaking his head hit Xiahou Cheng together.

"You ......" Xiahou Cheng is a lag. Straight nod. But in my heart I cried out, "Okay. Good. You don't take me seriously. You don't take me seriously either. That's good.

"Let's go ......" Yinyue broke free from Xiahou Cheng and grabbed his hand. Swaying his body more than a meter tall and continuing to walk forward. He hates life now. Hate the body now.

Because it makes him feel like he's going back in time to more than a decade ago. At that time, my seven-year-old self should have smiled sweetly. I don't know what fear is with fear. But...... It was after that year that he changed so much.

He couldn't look back on the unbearable past. But God wants to use this to stimulate him. Make him even more unable to be himself. I want to be bloodthirsty even more. Only in this way can he make up for the lack in his heart. Only in this way can he have the thrill of ambition.

"What do you think?" Xiahou Cheng didn't know when he was already silently standing by Yinyue's side. Let's be honest. He couldn't understand the kid in front of him. The children he met outside were innocent and lively. Every day with a big smile on his face. Or play and run and shout on the street with your friends.

But...... It's a seven-year-old kid in front of me. But it gave him the illusion that he was in his twenties. Because his face does not have the innocence of a child. His scheming obscured the so-called sloppiness.

Is it because of being with Yinyue? It is only then that a child loses the innocence of childhood. If not. Why would a child who doesn't understand the world do this?

"Hey......" Xiahou Cheng sighed and bent over to pick up Yinyue's body. It should be said that it is forced. Because he doesn't care if he's struggling or not. Just hold it in your arms.

This may be the sympathy that Xiahou Cheng thinks. After all, being the son of Silver Moon is certainly not an ordinary tiredness. Otherwise, how could a well-born child be so uncute.

"Let me go." Silver Moon has stopped struggling. That's why he hates who he is now. The answer is incompetence. Just a pair of arms bent he can't do anything.

Xiahou Cheng knew that he would show such an expression. Suzy's eyebrows involuntarily gathered together. Reaching out and pinching his face that wasn't cute at all. Whispered reprimand: "A little kid should look like a little kid. Crying and laughing is what a child is...... Look at what you look like. A child is not a child. Adults are not adults."

"What do you want to say?" Although he said so, Yinyue replied in his heart: The deity was not a child in the first place.

Xiahou Cheng's eyes widened to show his innocence. He just said, "I don't want to say anything. I just don't think you're cute at all."

After saying that, Xiahou Cheng had the idea that he was stupid. It doesn't matter if he's a seven-year-old now. His character has already been qualitative. Yourself what this is doing. Are you going to bring this crooked character back? It seems like an impossible fact.

In the end, Xiahou Cheng had to persuade himself: "Forget it...... What do you have to do with you little brat? After bathing, I was ready to rest......"

The silver moon in the pool is still struggling. He hates taking a bath with Xiahou Cheng the most. Strangely, he deeply remembered the first night he returned to King Ning's mansion. The breath seemed to be a lot hotter then than it is now. At that time, Xiahou Cheng seemed to hate a lot more than now......

"Pap ......" The two ruthless slaps directly pulled Yinyue's thoughts back.

Xiahou Cheng looked proudly at the two red slaps on his buttocks lying on his legs. An uncontrollable smile arose: "Yinyue, this poisonous scorpion...... Nor did I come to you...... No, he shouldn't know that you were taken away by me. I guess the ghosts have already been in chaos. It's fun."

Beads of sweat the size of beans swept across the forehead of the silver moon. He especially wanted to say to him: The deity is here. It's a pity that this sentence can only be forcibly swallowed into the stomach.

"Look...... Look...... This chrysanthemum. Flower. I poke. I poke. I'm poking poke...... Silvermoon saw it. This is your son's chrysanthemum...... Haha took revenge...... "Xiahou Cheng saw the little chrysanthemum facing him. I couldn't help but think of the silver moon. When I think of Silvermoon, I think of what he has done to him. The thought of what he did to himself was like poking his chrysanthemum.

Although it is his son's. But it makes no difference to him. It is only natural for a son to pay off the debts for Lao Tzu. Anyway, I can't suppress him. It's not bad to press his son.

Silver Moon has endured it to the point where she can't bear it anymore. Every time I take a bath, I take the opportunity to poke him with my finger. It's just a few touches though. But how perverted this man is.

"Release." Silver Moon struggles. I'm really fed up with this lewd lewdness. Thief. The anger is vented on the children. He has the ability to wait for him to come back. He did that to himself again. He will surely torture him to death then.