"That person loves his father so much, is he willing to punish his father?"

Looking at his father's grievances, Meng Yu was a little embarrassed to say that there was no real son.

"What do you say?"

Mako pouted slightly depressedly.

"That person is reluctant! Daddy's face is so fascinating, the sound of the piano pouring out of his fingertips is breathtaking, and no one can match the power and resourcefulness, how can that person be reluctant?"

Dream Yu approached Mumako's ear in obsession and praised him.

"You~ Except for this mouth, which is shockingly sweet, the rest is really ......"

Wu Zhenzi is a little overwhelmed by Meng Yu's sweet mouth.

"Daddy~"

Meng Yu said angrily.

"Okay! Daddy can't say you, be good yourself! What you should do, don't hesitate at all! Otherwise, go back, be careful of your here~"

Makoko threatened half-truthfully, and pinched Mengyu's jade buttocks by the way.

"Hiss~ Daddy, do you like to punish Xiao Yu so much? I just punished it, and I thought about the next time! It seems that Xiao Yu's injury will never get better~"

This strength suddenly made Meng Yu frown. Then, Meng Yu began to make fun of Wu Zhenzi.

"Who made my little feather look so bewitching, people can't help but want to bully!"

Mako is quite helpless.

It's no wonder he's doing this!

"Daddy is with that person, and he learned badly~"

Meng Yu has a different understanding of this evil father.

"Daddy's bad didn't learn from that person, but your dad was originally very bad~"

The Innocent Son is becoming more and more evil.

"Hey... Admired by thousands of people in the heavenly court, the first pianist worshiped by thousands of people is actually such a situation, how can you make the family feel embarrassed?"

Meng Yu sighed with emotion.

"What does it have to do with me?"

It doesn't matter if there is no real child.

“...”

Meng Yu glared.

The implication: Really?

"Alright. Daddy goes back, if something happens, Daddy will come to you and bring you first-hand information about the Heavenly Court. ”

Wu Zhenzi had no intention of staying, so he just made a final explanation.

"Well, the boy sends off his father. ”

Meng Yu also understands that I'm afraid that my father has been out for too long and it's time to go.

After speaking, Meng Yu knelt down respectfully again and saluted Wu Zhenzi.

Masako turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared into the water pavilion.

It wasn't until the white smoke cleared that Meng Yu dared to get up.

Meng Yu supported the stone bench with one hand and his calamitous jade buttocks with the other, slowly got up and sighed silently.

Ay... Father is really necrotic! Obviously, the hand used to play the piano should be strong and gentle. But, Daddy, have you practiced iron sand palms? Even if you feel a few gentle teasing strokes, it will hurt people not to want it! Really, people are like this, how do they do things~

Villain~

Villain~

Villain~

Ay...

Meng Yu resigned himself to his fate and went to the pharmacy first, first ordered some medicine and then went to do things.

After all, the few times that Mu Zhenzi teased was really powerful.

Meng Yu could clearly feel that his jade buttocks were swollen.

However, now Mengyu is secretly feeling lucky.

Fortunately, these days, Qin Jiang will not touch him. Otherwise, if it is discovered, it will really be impossible to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River!

Do you want to say that you have itchy skin, so you punish yourself?

It's too cheap, isn't it?

Meng Yu silently complained in his heart as he opened the door and entered the pharmacy.

As soon as he entered, Meng Yu closed the door and plugged in the latch by the way.

This is naturally to prevent the Qinjiang River.

There is no true son in this realm, and no true son doesn't want Qin Jiang to know, even if Qin Jiang is dead, he won't know about it.

Even if everyone is on the same boundary.

But Meng Yu is different, Meng Yu just clicked on Qinjiang's sleeping hole. Although it made Qinjiang fall asleep, there was always a time to wake up.

This time is not something that Meng Yu can control.

At this time, Meng Yu could only secretly pray that the acupoints he had ordered could last a little longer, at least so that he could take the medicine well.

Of course, Mamako won't embarrass Mengyu.

Before leaving, Wu Zhenzi used his internal force to strengthen the degree of Mengyu's acupoints, so that Qinjiang would be asleep for a longer time, so as not to embarrass Mengyu.

There is quite a tacit understanding between father and son.

Meng Yu limped to the innermost cabinet of the pharmacy and took out a few bottles of medicine. At this time, the dark room switch that was blocked by those bottles of medicine also appeared in front of Meng Yu's eyes.

With a light touch, the medicine cabinet and the wall, along with the ground, began to rotate until they were completely flipped over.

When this secret room was originally built, it was used to store the elixir given by Qi Xiu.

After all, looking at the entire human world, the medicine of Qi Xiu is simply the best grade. If you can get even a little crumb powder, it will be treasured, and naturally there are many people who covet it.

And with the relationship between Wu Zhenzi and Qi Xiu, Meng Yu was naturally able to spend less money and get some elixir.

Of course, that's the price......

Meng Yu will naturally keep the hard-won elixir properly.

Otherwise, someone found out, and it was returned?

Meng Yu was afraid that Qin Jiang would find out the clues, so he hurriedly turned to Qi Xiu's elixir.

Limped and finally walked to the bronze mirror, Meng Yu took off his clothes, and faced the bronze mirror, only to find that his jade buttocks were even worse than he imagined.

On his snow-white jade buttocks, there were two dark red slap prints.

The hand under the Makono is not light at all.

Not a joke at all.

Meng Yu looked at the scars in the bronze mirror with a daze, but he was thinking about some questions in his heart.

Originally, I thought that my father's arrival was very abnormal, but now that I think about it, it is even more so.

According to my father's nature, things must not be as simple as they say.

My father has always been a good player of power, and he came to the human world for no reason, just to ventilate himself?

Isn't that too superficial?

Father never does useless things, and behind every thing, there must be a deep meaning.

Otherwise, this is not the father I know.

Moreover, my father's clothes are very different from other clothes.

That's even weirder!

There was hardly a dark garment to be found in my father's clothes. At most, there is only one dark gray dress. And this dark gray dress, my father rarely wears it. Almost for as long as he can remember, my father hadn't even worn it, and that dress was just a piece of the closet.

Where did my father get a black suit?

Most of my father's clothes were robes that fell to the ground, and even clothes that were only ankle-length were very few, so how could my father have a strong suit that was only knee-length?

It stands to reason that my father was a luthier, and it was the norm to wear wide-sleeved robes.

And never in the night suit of the assassin!

This is too inconsistent with the identity of the father!

And, this color ......

Is the father trying to remind himself of something?

And you want to remind you of this matter, you can't say it directly?

Said you want to offend Tianwei?

Remind yourself in this way?

Moreover, my father is really strange, obviously the last time he came back from the mansion in the secret realm of the South China Sea, his injuries were almost healed.

Except for some slight pain, it was fine.

After such a long time, this wound, even if it was not used at all, it would have been cured a long time ago! Not to mention, the ointment was still used! And it was still the best ointment?

But why did my father use the excuse that the medicine was not good, and he had to examine the injury?

Moreover, the father obviously did it on purpose.

It is said that the injury is examined, but it is pinched and pressed with a hand containing three points of internal force.

This is obviously the opposite of the injury test.

Injury inspection just needs a little spiritual power, just brush it lightly, why use three points of internal force to pinch and press?

Isn't this a blatant deliberate act?

Under the kneading of the internal force, the skin and flesh were immediately loosened under the action of the internal force, and the residual internal force was left between the skin and flesh.

Then, even a few gentle strokes are extremely painful.

Originally, it was more painful because of the kneading with internal force, and the slap that was not gentle later, it was even worse.

The father was joking on the surface, but in doing so, it was more like a disguised punishment.

In the past, even if he really did something wrong, his father doted on him, and he never used internal force to punish him, except for the last time.

My father always just started lightly, and just slapped a few times. At most, he took care of his jade buttocks thoroughly, and the whole jade buttocks were red and slightly swollen, and he was not allowed to take medicine, so he couldn't sit on a stool for a few days.

I've never had such a heavy hand~

What is this for?

Did you do something wrong again?

Don't you know yet?

Is it for the sake of the fir core?

Is it because I didn't listen to him?

But... No, there was no mess~

What my father reminded me should not have been about it.

With his father's understanding of himself, he will not be embarrassed for himself for such a trivial matter.

For the imprint?

It's also unlikely, I've already lit up three feathers, which is fast enough.

Father should not be for this.

For the sake of time?

This project was originally planned to be completed in two years, two years earlier than the time of this change. My father has always known his personality and style of doing things, and in this kind of big thing, my father should not feel that he will be very rash when he has always focused on big things.

Naturally, not for this.

But what was my father doing this for?

Mengyu was a little confused and couldn't figure it out.

My father was a man of great punishment and knew how to punish the most painful.

This method of loosening the muscles and bones first, and then punishing, I have also taught Xiaolu!

I am afraid that my father has made such a mistake by using such a punishment, but now I have not yet figured out his old man's intentions.

At that time, when I taught Xiaolu by myself, I thought it was all a skill.

And, most of the ridicule is in mind.

However, my father put this skill on himself?

Own fault......

No way!

What to do?

I still didn't know why!

Why are you so stupid?

It's just stupid!!

Meng Yu really felt a little loveless about his brain short-circuit.

If you don't understand what your father's point is, how should you act in the future?

Isn't that a mistake on top of a mistake?

Will you be able to survive in the future?