They just acquiesced in the two-person world from then on.

However, Yun Yun, who didn't talk much, was secretly looking for a way, although he repeatedly emphasized that he had let go of that wish, and he was already very happy to be able to marry his beloved.

Yun Yun even did not hesitate to use her old strength, risking the risk of alarming those people, and sent people back to her childhood home to search for relevant clues, but almost to no avail.

Then, the matter slowly fell silent.

Until the shallow one comes suddenly.

The two of them were stunned for a day, touching Yunyun's stomach in disbelief, unexpectedly, when the two of them had no longer expectation, she (he) arrived!

The two of them were like new parents in the people, and they were nervous to find the precautions for the old man in the sect to get pregnant.

Including diet and daily life, sleep arrangement, cultivation intensity, tonic nourishment selection, and so on.

Even, even the precautions after giving birth to a child have been asked.

Yun Yun experienced the morning sickness, lack of food, fatigue and lack of sleep, and waking up in the middle of the night, he was very distressed but could only comfort him helplessly.

I never knew that a pregnant daughter-in-law who could torture her cold and strong was haggard and pale.

I can't wait to go into battle in person, so what's the matter if the world laughs at him, he just wants his Yunyun not to suffer.

When she came to him, she was the baby he held in the palm of his hand and held in his mouth for fear of melting, and he no longer had to fight alone and charge into battle like a strong woman and a female general.

These beautiful and delicate white hands should not have a thick cocoon because they hold a sword to kill.

So he took over Ziyun Pavilion, simplifying the complicated affairs process one by one, except for a few major events, he completely took over the rest and made the final decision.

Ziyun Pavilion also determined that they had two masters.

Husband and wife work together to break tendons. The reputation and strength are getting stronger and stronger, and it has become the first killer attic, and has left the second place far behind.

After the smooth birth of Qianqian, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when he was three years old, the blood power suddenly broke out, but fortunately, it was found in time and remedied properly.

How happy it is to have a wife and children.

However, all of this was ruined by those enemies in the shadows, who were secretly guarded by him, but still caught off guard.

Yun Yun is really becoming more and more selfish, and chooses such a decisive way, leaving him alone and shallow...... What she didn't know was that she was dead and he was dead.

He could only use layers of masks to cover up his empty and pale heart, and put all his mind on the shallow and sect.

Or keep comforting himself, Yun Yun is actually living in the invisible air, watching him live with Qianqian, only to feel that he has a slight heartbeat.

But...... There will always be a time when the layers of masks fall off, revealing themselves that have lost their lust and are walking dead.

The person on the cake stood upright, looking at these god-like eyes, there was hatred, love and pain in Huangfu Song's eyes, and more, it was the same thought.

"Daddy, have a happy birthday, and after making a wish, just wait for the favor of the moon goddess. "I'll definitely find you a good 'Yunyun' before I go back!

The deceased is gone, a new beginning, and then let your daughter arrange it for you.

The light and delicate cake was of course impossible for the more than 3,000 people present to taste it one by one. Although she originally planned to do enough weight, she failed too many times, so she ...... She asked the kitchen to bring out the afternoon tea that the sect disciples usually had.

Although he couldn't grab the piece of cake in Huangfu Song's hand, the craftsmanship of the kitchen, under Chu Ming's devil training, almost made rapid progress, and the taste and texture of eating it could be said to be no less than Lin Qianqian's cooking.

It's just that Lin Qianqian's work is more innovative and looks more delicious.

The cake is full of aroma due to the use of syrup, and the moistness is just right, and everyone is already in their stomachs almost as soon as they reach their mouths.

Doraemon was left by Lin Qianqian to the children, the oldest of them was less than ten years old, and their big round eyes stared directly at the big Doraemon in Lin Qianqian's hand.

"Little cuties, can you eat this big piece? This is specially prepared by my sister for children. Lin Qianqian commanded Huangfu Song to cut off Doraemon completely and came to a few children.

Half-squatting, the fragrance of the cake suddenly became stronger, and the children swallowed their saliva unconsciously, but Lin Qianqian saw the expectation in their eyes but still asked with a bad heart:

"This little pudding is called 'Doraemon', and it is a fairy who can conjure lots and lots of fun toys, and it has a pair of wings that can fly to the clouds. Don't you like it? Okay then...... My sister gave it to the uncle next to me. Lin said with a shallow smile.

The uncle's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hands to grab it.

"Yes, yes, thank you... Thank you, sister. ”

The children shouted in a hurry, and the eldest one hurriedly grabbed the cake and then whispered thanks.

Lin Qianqian smiled even more cheerfully, she liked the appearance of children being amused by her, so cute!

pinched the little fleshy face of the other person, turned around and left.

Ignoring the obscene old aunt, a few children curiously and obediently gathered around their special small table and divided the cake.

The most chic pattern was actually distributed to a few little dolls, and others were a little hot, but it was not easy to compete with a few little radish heads.

At the urging of his daughter, Huangfu Song obediently held his own bitter cake, because the longevity noodles were too long and the food was too fragrant, he actually had some support.

So he generously gave three-quarters of the bitter cake to his guests, who were looking at him longingly.

I originally thought that the cake in my mouth was delicious to the sky, but I didn't expect that my mouth was full of bitterness, and I almost fainted on the spot.

And Huangfu Song's face did not change, and he was full of interest and ate his 'own daughter-in-law' one bite at a time elegantly and without losing speed.

As if it were the most ordinary dessert.

It wasn't until he finished eating that he hid the intoxication of satisfaction that overflowed from his eyebrows, eyes and mouth under his majestic face.

Everyone looked at the bitter cake that was still left, and wanted to return it but didn't dare, and then beckoned and quietly handed it to the children.

The children didn't expect the kind uncles to treat themselves like this, they didn't know that people's hearts were sinister and were so bitter that they drank a big glass of water, and as a result, the bitter cake that remained in the mouth was actually sweet after the bitterness subsided.

Smashing the lower mouth, a little unsatisfied, and a small dig, this time, it was much more delicious.

Maybe it's because it's used to the taste of bitter coria horn, mixed with slightly astringent chocolate, and chewed carefully, it is light and just right to ease the sweetness of Doraemon just now.

Those who take the initiative to give up the delicious taste can't help but wonder if there is something wrong with their sense of taste.

......

Noisy and noisy, mixed with some sensational moments, a grand birthday banquet passed, and Huangfu Song also became heroic after being 'forgiven' by his daughter.

opened up to drink, and after Yun Yun left, the amount of alcohol that became better and better actually poured out several wine masters.

Jiang Ainian, who was dressed in a strict head uniform, walked to his side gently, and the people around him who kept toasting glanced at him, and walked away with a smile.

Everyone walked away, but Lin Qianqian didn't go away, turned around slightly, pretended to go away and actually hid under the table.

After a long while, I heard Aunt Jiang Ainian hesitate for a long time, and her voice finally sounded, quite decisive:

"Brother Huangfu, are you ......drunk?"