In a woman's life, there will generally be three extremely important men, that is, her father, husband, and son.

Generally speaking, the relationship between a son and his husband and father will be relatively harmonious. But there are often some conflicts between fathers and husbands.

Feng Luochen at this time, although he is not Long Yimeng's husband. But Long Xiaotian looked at him very unpleasantly.

It's just that as the emperor of the demon world, he has to establish a father and an incomparably majestic image. Even if Long Xiaotian was full of complaints, he could only swallow it raw.

"You said that your sister, when Lao Tzu was drunk, I never saw her care so much. She cares more about this Terran kid than she does about her father. It's sour plum sobering soup again, and it's a hot towel, it's really gentle and considerate. Is this still your rude and willful, that sister? ”

"Alas, the female university is not staying, it is really a female university not staying. Lao Tzu worked hard to bring her up, but she was so good to another man. Now I, the father, am dispensable. Long Xiaotian blew his beard and glared at him, obviously very unhappy.

At this time, he is no longer the arrogant emperor of the demon world. He's just one, eating another man's vinegared father.

He no longer calls himself the emperor, but an old man, and he has completely lost the demeanor of the demon emperor. Long Xiaotian was watching everything in Long Yi's dream room intently.

If Feng Luochen crossed the line slightly, he would definitely rush into the room and beat him severely. Feng Luochen was holding his arm by Long Yimeng at this time.

But he didn't, not the slightest transgression.

"Father, since you are unhappy in your heart, why do you pretend to be generous and let Meng'er take care of Brother Feng? Wouldn't it be better for you to just let the descendants of the monkey clan take care of him? "After the Monkey Clan's dinner, the dragon was drunk for a long time.

After he woke up, he was dragged by Long Xiaotian and watched Long Yimeng's every move together. Long Yimeng went to take care of Feng Luochen, but Long Xiaotian did not object.

But his actions at this time are obviously inconsistent.

"You know a fart, even if the emperor doesn't agree, will your sister be willing? Besides, I've never seen a dream before, so happy. I've never seen a dream, and I care so much about a person. The emperor doesn't want to see it, your sister is disappointed. In the end, Long Xiaotian could only turn this dissatisfaction into a helpless smile.

never thought that another man would appear and make his daughter fall in love with him in every way. His daughter's attachment to him even outweighed that of his own father.

In fact, Long Xiaotian just wants his baby daughter to be happy. But while his daughter is happy, he is jealous.

This may be the ambivalence of a father. He hopes that his daughter will never grow up.

I also hope that my daughter can be happy.

"As long as Meng'er can be happy, don't worry too much about it, father. You all said that the girl was not left behind, and the younger sister would marry one day. I think Brother Feng is not bad, father, you can rest assured. Don't keep staring at them, in case they kiss later, aren't you angry with yourself? Looking at the depressed Long Xiaotian, Long Xiaoyao secretly snickered.

But the other party is his father, and he has to say comfort. He stepped forward and patted Long Xiaotian on the shoulder, and then said something that he thought was comforting.

"Lao Tzu is upset, you are still in this yin and yang weirdness, are you looking for a beating?" Long Xiaoyao's consolation, but it was Long Xiaotian, who couldn't help but feel on fire.

His eyes widened, and he casually picked up the dragon with his hand. At this time, Long Xiaotian also vented his resentment on Long Xiaoyao's body.

The cultivation of Long Xiaotian and Long Xiaoyao is naturally very different. If Long Xiaotian wanted to beat him, Long Xiaoyao would not have the slightest room for resistance.

The unlucky Long Xiaoyao was also directly beaten by his father, the emperor. In the side hall, there was a scream of the dragon.

Because of Long Xiaotian, the relationship between the prohibitions. No one knew that Long Xiaoyao was being beaten. Naturally, no one will go to save him.

In addition to the dragon's screaming, it was mixed with the sound of the dragon's roaring and sighing. If you want to talk about the lifelong events of your baby daughter, Long Xiaotian has not thought about it.

With Long Yimeng's identity and beauty, many of the proud sons of the demon world were fascinated by her.

If it is said that Long Yimeng's future husband, Long Xiaotian does have a candidate in his heart. In Long Xiaotian's opinion, the only one who can be qualified to be worthy of his daughter is Feng Jiutian of the Feng clan.

Feng Jiutian and Long Xiaoyao are equally famous, and the two are also known as the dragon and phoenix twin stars of the demon world. Among the many heavenly arrogances in the demon world, Feng Jiutian is indeed a leader.

However, Long Yimeng is the flesh of Long Xiaotian's heart. If she can look at Feng Jiutian, Long Xiaotian will also be happy to see it.

If Long Yimeng is unwilling in his heart, even if he is the king of heaven, he can't force his daughter to do what she doesn't want to do.

As for Feng Luochen, although Long Xiaotian was unhappy with him, he also had an appreciation for him. Although Feng Luochen is a human race, he is the best choice in terms of character and talent.

Although Long Xiaotian is a demon emperor, he is not a pedantic person. He doesn't really care about the so-called shemale path.

It's just that the combination of shemales will inevitably suffer a lot of criticism. When Feng Luochen didn't have enough strength, Long Xiaotian naturally didn't want his baby daughter to be gossiped about by others.

Just looking at Long Yimeng, this happy and happy look, he really couldn't bear to break it. For today's plan, there is only one step at a time.

Long Xiaotian's heart can be described as a hundred turns. At this time, he didn't have the heart to look at the mirror again.

If you want to come to this Feng Luochen, you won't act too much towards Long Yimeng. Long Xiaotian smiled helplessly, then sighed faintly, and finally disappeared into the room.

Only the dragon with a blue nose and swollen face was left to moan in pain in the room. At this time, Feng Luochen, looking at the sleeping Long Yimeng, his heart can be described as extremely sweet.

Although his arms were slightly swollen and numb. But he didn't dare to make the slightest move, lest he wake up, the sleeping beauty.

He is so quiet, accompanying himself, the beloved woman. Watch her fall asleep and listen to her in her sleep, calling her name.

This moment, the moment is eternal. It is also an indelible memory of Feng Luochen's life.

Gradually, Feng Luochen also felt a little sleepy. In a trance, he seemed to see it again, Long Yimeng was smiling at him.

They slowly approached and came together. They look at each other, join hands with each other, and accompany each other to the end of the world.

As everyone knows, Long Yimeng is dreaming at this moment, but he is having a dream that is exactly the same as Feng Luochen. They join hands with the end of the world, at ease, and the red dust lives up to the encounter.

It's as if you have each other's company, you have the whole world. In Feng Luochen's dream, Long Yimeng is his heroine.

In Long Yimeng's dream, Feng Luochen is her male protagonist. The overlap of this dream, the fate-like dream encounter, is very wonderful.

Who would have thought that I have you in my dreams and I in your dreams. The West Lake is sparkling, the dusk and sunset, and the two are snuggling up to each other.

They watched the sun rise and the moon set together, and experienced the change of day and night. Late at night, the two of them looked at the starry sky.

A little starry and a bright moon in the sky can be described as beautiful. Suddenly, a meteor pierced the night sky. Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng both involuntarily closed their eyes and made wishes.

Their wishes are surprisingly the same. The wish they made was not to be able to accompany each other.

Nor is it anything, and this life and this life will never be separated. And it's just simple, I hope that the other party can be carefree, everything goes well, and be happy.

The bright moon is in the sky, and a little moonlight is sprinkled on the world. The moonlight is like water, but its shadows are constantly stretched.

Before you know it, their shadows overlap each other. At this moment, they will never forget each other.

Each other's shadows are also accompanied by the bright moon. Feng Luochen and Long Yi dreamed, riding horses in the red dust, and traveling the world with swords.

They only hope that this life is not over, and they would rather live up to the sky. The joy and bits of each other's company are the most wonderful memories of each other.

On the bank of the West Lake, on the broken bridge, under the small bridge in the ancient town, and under the marriage tree, these familiar places have left their figures everywhere.

The two of them were boating by the lake, enjoying the mountains and rivers. The two walked hand in hand on the waves, feeling the waves and the breeze of the lake.

A lifetime of floating life for a moment, a journey of mountains and rivers for a year. A song of piano and flute is a lifetime of love, a dream is free and dependent.

Hand in hand with the hazy rain by the lake, embrace the rain and stroll together. Raise your hand to stroke the messy hair between your foreheads, and each other's figures appear in your hearts.

Leaning over and kissing like in a dream, I don't regret this love in this life. In the cherry blossom forest, they watched the falling cherry blossoms flying and the cherry blossoms all over the sky.

They had a spirit in their hearts, and they drew their swords and danced against each other. Sakura constantly hovers in the air with sword moves. Every move and style of theirs is the same heart.

The sword dance is accompanied by the red dust at the end of the world, and the mandarin ducks are not envious of the immortals. In a sea of lavender, the two ran and chased. Colorful butterflies hovering and flying as they chase.

Long Yimeng is like an elf in the flowers, dancing in this sea of lavender. Under the light of the dusk and sunset, it is wonderful.

"The boy surnamed Feng, this girl still wants to go to a lot of places, and she wants to do a lot of things. You're always with me, aren't you? ”

"Meng'er, if you want to go anywhere, I'll go with you. Whatever you want to do, I will do it with you. Whether you've been there or haven't been, I'll be with you. No matter what you have done or what you have not done, I will accompany you. Long Yimeng closed his eyes and hugged Feng Luochen's waist, his face full of happiness and joy.

Feng Luochen's face was full of tenderness and pampering. He took Long Yimeng into his arms and stroked her hair.

At this moment, it was as if he had the whole world.