After Master Wu Jue made a fuss and was exposed by Youruo, he sat down at the coffee table to make tea, waiting to make a cup of good Tianshan snow bud tea for the little cricket.

As soon as the tea was brewed, she was served two cups by Youruo, one for Zhai Xiying, and the other for her and her son to drink.

Wu Jue pursed his lips and cocked his beard and didn't dare to say anything! I really miss Shi Niang a few days ago, she didn't recover her memory, at least she wasn't as 'respectless as she is now'! The wings are stiff!

Shuai Shuai was thirsty, so he drank the tea in Youruo's hand in two clicks, and didn't give Youruo a drop.

Youruo was about to take the teacup and pour another cup, but Zhai Xiying drank half of the tea in his hand and stretched it out to Youruo's mouth. Seeing this, Youruo didn't shirk it, and opened his mouth to drink it directly.

Then the two empty cups were brought back to Wu Jue, and he asked him to make tea for these juniors again.

Wu Jue snorted a few times, but still didn't dare to say anything, and continued to make tea and wait for the little crickets to go up the mountain.

"Grandpa, grandpa~ Is another apprentice coming?" After Shuai Shuai drank the tea, he started chattering again as if he had come to life.

In this house, only Du Shuaishuai is likable. Wu Jue flattened the corners of his mouth, smiled at Shuai Shuai, and replied, "Yes, another apprentice of Grandpa is coming, an older brother who is even more handsome than your father." ”

"Brother?" Shuai Shuai is looking forward to it, because he hasn't had a brother yet!

Zhai Xiying and Youruo snorted when they heard Wu Jue's words. Qu Liyan's age, although not as old as Zhai Xiying, is not more than two years younger, and it is not an exaggeration to be a handsome godfather.

Also, does Qu Liyan have Zhai Xiying? Youruo looked Zhai Xiying up and down several times.

In terms of figure, Zhai Xiying and Qu Liying's figures are both first-class, when they practiced martial arts in the past, Qu Liying's upper body waist pole was gone, and the eight-pack abdominal muscles in the abdomen were no less than Zhai Xiying's, and there were strong and powerful arms, which were also on par with Zhai Xiying.

It's that face~ Qu Liyan and Zhai Xiying are definitely not comparable. Qu Liyan belongs to the wheat-colored sunny handsome face, while Zhai Xiying... is a demon, the complexion is several shades fairer than that of ordinary women, and not only that, but the smooth skin is also very sensitive.

Last night, Youruo touched Zhai Xiying, and even her white and tender ass was pinched several times by Youruo because of her muscles!

Zhai Xiying knew what Youruo was thinking, it seemed that she couldn't spare this goblin tonight!

Touching Zhai Xiying's ulterior eyes, Yuruo's little face turned red again! Ahem... Although exercise is very exciting and wonderful, it is not good for the body and mind to do too much!

"Master, the apprentice of the martial master has arrived!" Before the little cricket entered the Yazhixuan, there were subordinates in the Hades Palace who reported first.

"yes yes, big brother has arrived!" Xiao Shuai Shuai looked forward to it, Zhai Xiying hugged him, waiting to see the disappointed look on his son's face.

Youruo walked back to Zhai Xiying from the coffee table, ready to stand at the door to greet the arrival of the little cricket.

Finally saw a corner of the clothes, Qu Liyan has always loved to wear silver-gray robes, and the exposed corners of the clothes are silver-gray.

"Little cricket!" Youruo happily wanted to come forward, but was blocked by Zhai Xiying.

Youruo could only turn his head and stare at Zhai Xiying, too lazy to use his internal strength to open Zhai Xiying's stinky claws.

And the first time Qu Liyan entered the house, he looked at the belly family of three, standing together and playing.

Zhai Xiying gently and forcefully hugged the waist of the belly, and the belly stared at Zhai Xiying, and the porcelain doll between the two people was looking at his parents with a hippie smile.

What a warm sight!

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(Markor Literature-)