"CP?" Ling Yan finished his move and asked with interest, "Have you been chasing stars lately, Master?"
Hao Bufan quickly shook his head: "No..."
Hao turned away awkwardly and tried to run away in his wheelchair.
Hao Youqian didn't know what his eldest nephew was doing in his heart at the moment, but seeing the guilty look on his face as if he had just been caught as a thief, he couldn't help but raise his hand and slap him again.
The soul has no sound and only brings a breeze.
But Ling Yan was still sensitive enough to notice the anomaly.
Mainly because it was so obvious that the little thing's face turned red.
He squinted his eyes, and his movements were still at the slow speed of an old man. He slowly raised his arm, and several spells flew out from his sleeves.
Several golden lights were drawn in the sky.
Hao Bufan was dazzled by the golden light and froze on the spot.
But what surprised Ling Yan was that the spell did not fall to the ground, nor did it burn. It was stuck on Hao Bufan's face like a facial mask.
Ling Yan:.
Hao Bufan:!
Mr. Hao Σ(⊙▽⊙!
On the second floor, Ling Bingbing woke up and pinched her husband. After pinching for a long time, there was no response. She felt a little strange. As soon as she opened the window, she saw Hao Bufan's "facial mask" downstairs, and her head suddenly felt heavy.
Ling Bingbing: "No, can't we not engage in feudal superstition for a day?"
"I also invested in this show. If it's banned, believe it or not, I'll send you to Antarctica to raise penguins?"
Hao Bufan: "I..."
The old housekeeper walked up to him gracefully, reached out and tore off the charms on his face one by one, and then saluted Ling Bingbing.
"Good day, beautiful Miss Ling."
Ling Bingbing twitched the corners of her lips, unable to appreciate her brother who was covered in wrinkles: "I used to be quite safe, but now I seem to be uneasy."
Ling Yan:.
Ling Yan chuckled and bowed again without changing his expression.
Ling Yan: "It was my dereliction of duty."
Ling Bingbing held her chin with one hand and looked at him calmly: "What about Mr. Butler's remedial measures?"
Hao Bufan was a little anxious: "He..."
Ling Bingbing turned to look at her eldest nephew and raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"
Hao Bufan's eyes began to shift away again...
Hao Bufan: "I..."
Ling Yan stepped forward, helped him adjust the blanket covering his legs, and clicked the button of the wheelchair a few times. Hao Bufan's wheelchair turned around on its own.
Immediately, he raised his head again and rushed upstairs with a smile: "What would you like to have for breakfast, miss?"
Ling Bingbing: "What to eat?"
Ling Bingbing chuckled: "Take the carrot and carve it into a flower heart."
Ling Yan obeyed Shan Ruliu and turned around to leave.
The direction he went to was the kitchen, which was in the same direction as Hao Bufan's bedroom.
As soon as Hao Bufan turned around in his wheelchair, he heard the conversation between the two.
Playful...
Big carrot?
Is Ling Bingbing scolding him?
But he has been very masculine lately.
he...
He subconsciously raised his head and looked at Ling Bingbing with questioning eyes. He felt a breeze caressing his cheek. The woman smiled and then closed the window.
Snapped--
The voice was not loud, but Hao Bufan still couldn't help but slapped his face hard again.
In the room, Ling Bingbing was changing clothes while communicating with Mr. Hao.
"Don't keep being ordinary when you have nothing to do."
Hao Youqian had just laid down and was about to go to sleep, but after hearing this, he immediately sat up again.
Unhappy and typing on the phone [Isn’t Madam feeling distressed?]
Ling Bingbing raised her hand and gave him a 'hairy chestnut'.
Ling Bingbing: "Does it hurt?"
Mr. Hao: .....
Mr. Hao looked at his body and saw a big bump on his forehead.
Mr. Hao [Headache, but my heart aches even more...]
Ling Bingbing: "Then it hurts."
Mr. Hao【[○?｀Д′?Mrs.○○!】
Ling Bingbing put on her coat and picked up the quilt that he kicked to the ground.
"Xiao Pingfan doesn't have a bright mind to begin with, but you still beat him. If he turns out to be a fool, will you be responsible?"
Hao Youqian:O,O
Mr. Hao felt like a piece of candy had entered his stomach, and his whole body was filled with sweetness.
The tips of his ears were pink, and he paused for a few seconds before continuing to type. [Perhaps, by typing, you can make a positive from a negative?]
Ling Bingbing snorted and sneered: "Do you think it's possible? Can you change genes with just one shot?"
Hao Youqian: [It can’t be... that housekeeper... I think he is a practicing master]
The talisman was thrown away as soon as he threw it away, and there was still a rumor. If it was a hidden weapon, his eldest nephew was probably going to see the Lord of Hell.
Ling Bingbing: "That's your uncle."
Hao Youqian: "What?"
Ling Bingbing didn't hide anything from him and told him that Ling Yan knew special effects makeup.
After saying that, she found that her chin was itching, and she knew it was someone dishonest without asking.
Ling Bingbing didn't stop him, and curled her lips: "Why, do you suspect that my face is fake? Yes, I am actually very ugly. Are you ready to get divorced?"
Hao Youqian immediately let go and hugged her from behind.
【In your dreams】
He wrote in the palm of her hand.
【You will be mine for the rest of my life】
[If you are irresponsible, I will follow you every day]
[My uncle’s spells are of no use to me!]
Ling Bingbing: "So you are still arrogant? Doesn't that mean you are neither a human nor a ghost?"
Hao Youqian:......
Mr. Hao subconsciously thought of his eldest nephew.
So, if you stay with a fool for a long time, your IQ will be contagious?
Downstairs, Hao Bufan sneezed loudly, thought for a while, and sent a message to Bai Linlang.