Holding the remote control in his hand, he adjusted the channel from time to time.
Absent-minded and in a trance.
Pei Chuan was waiting on the side, serving tea and water, peeling candies and tapping his legs.
The smile on his face was so flattering that it made people feel sick.
The little girl said feebly: "It's so annoying. Watching TV every day and staying at home every day is as boring as Daomen Mountain."
"Pei Chuan, if you can't do that, come fight with me."
"I am suppressing my cultivation to play with you, so I must be gentle."
The latter shrank his neck and said with frightened eyes: "My sister-in-law, please spare me."
"You are suppressing your cultivation and fighting. The more you fight, the more excited you become. You almost burn down the house."
"I, Pei Chuan, have a low life, so I will die if I die, but if my house burns down, I will have no place to live."
"Be good, let's eat sweets."
"Chocolate, potato chips, Wahaha, if they are not enough, I will buy more."
Mr. Pei, the dignified direct disciple of Kunlun and the headquarter, would squat on the ground and offer sweet words of advice, as humble as a servant.
Dao Huoer ignored him and put on his slippers to find Lingxi.
Pei Chuan followed closely and said: "Senior sister's injury has not recovered yet, so don't delay her rest."
"How about I take you to the amusement park?"
"How is the animation city?"
Dao Huo'er said aggrievedly: "I miss Yigou and want to follow him to continue making trouble."
Pei Chuan's soles softened and he almost fell to the ground.
Making trouble?
This word is really well used, and it captures the essence.
Dao Huo'er lingered at the door of Lingxi's room, struggling for a while, then turned and walked to the living room: "Yigou was seriously injured and his whereabouts are unknown. I am his best friend and should go find him."
"But this side of Lingxi, hey, I can't ignore it."
"Xiao Yizi cares about his wife, and her life is as important as his own. If anything happens to Lingxi, he will blame me."
"By the way, where has Elder Jingyue been? I haven't seen anyone in the past two days."
Pei Chuan lowered his voice and said: "The matter of Senior Sister being plotted by Whetstone is not as simple as you think. Senior Uncle Jingyue had suspicions in his heart and went to investigate secretly."
Dao Huo'er asked curiously: "Who is investigating?"
Pei Chuan hesitated and said: "Things within Kunlun."
Dao Huo'er raised his hand, sparks burning on his fingertips.
Pei Chuan retreated more than ten meters, held his head and begged for mercy: "My sister-in-law, don't set people on fire if you disagree with me."
"The older generation said that children should not play with fire, as they will wet the bed at night."
"Really, I won't lie to you."
"Whoosh."
As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Chuan's hair started to smoke as he covered his head, and the smell of burnt air filled the air.
"Senior sister, come out and take care of her, she won't be able to survive."
"On this day, don't make trouble outside or act arrogantly at home."
"I, I've had enough."
"Whoever loves to serve her will serve her."
"Ugh... I promised not to slap you in the face."
Pei Chuan touched his head with one hand and his red and swollen right face with the other, and said with tears in his eyes: "I was wrong, I shouldn't complain, I shouldn't complain."
"Serving you is what I should do, and it is my blessing to work as a cow or a horse for you."
"Little ancestor, let's stop making trouble and drink some water to relieve the fire."
