Cheng Yuxiang took a beating and vented his anger. At first, his nerves were tense due to the pressure of the strong man, and he was stimulated to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat. Now when he relaxed, he felt extremely weak. If his ancestors did this again, it would be really difficult.
Lost his life!
Seeing my girl's eyes and nose all red, and her eyelashes stained with tears, I felt both love and hate in my heart. This poor little girl looked so irritating, and I hated myself for not being able to teach him a lesson.
If it were a boy doll, now that the whip is out, Cheng Yuxiang would definitely not stop until he peels off a layer of skin and admits defeat. However, what he gets is a delicate female doll, blowing his beard and staring in anger for a long time.
Taking a deep breath, I had to comfort my little ancestor, who was so sad.
"Daddy is wrong, don't be angry, okay?" Cheng Yuxiang lowered his posture as low as possible, his resolute outline softened, and the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed. He just shouted in a loud voice that filled the inn.
Everyone could hear it. The gentle tone of her voice now made Lan Meier, the bystander, shiver violently. The invisible demon felt that her arms were covered with goosebumps. It was so numb.
This is unbearable!
This is really not what people want to hear!
998, who was huddled and listening in the corner, had the same feeling. It was so hard for me. I witnessed the boss being spanked, and now I have to watch a guy like you say this.
Well, what the hell did I do wrong!
998 directly blocks the five senses, shutting myself into a small dark room like an autistic person. I can’t afford to offend him, so why can’t I hide?
I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm running away!
Lan Mei'er is not 998. She is kneeling under the eyes of the boss, but she doesn't dare to slip away. Not only does she not dare to slip away, she also grits her teeth and tears in her eyes to endure listening to these disgusting things.
talk.
Cheng Yuxiang often coaxes the two girls, this is basically a routine operation, and he doesn't feel disgusted at all. Even if he is disgusting, he can say it, as long as the little ancestor can deal with him.
Qing Huan gently patted the sad little girl who was sulking in her arms, looking thoughtfully at the scene in front of her with clear eyes.
Cheng Muyan didn't care about them. Anyway, he was wronged to death. He had never been spanked in his whole life, let alone in front of his subordinates. He felt embarrassed, uncomfortable and angry at the same time. It was so abominable! Why should you spank me?
!
Cheng Muyan felt like she was going to be vomited to death!
Sitting in Qing Huan's arms, she cried until she hiccupped. Her little face was flushed with pain, and her eyelashes were stained with crystal tears. She looked extremely pitiful, and she pouted her little mouth and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Anyway, I want to tell you
Mother, hit me! Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh..."
Cheng Yuxiang was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. If he told his wife, he would tell her. At worst, he would kneel on the washboard, but why did he cry again?
He clumsily took out the little white rabbit that had just been attached with the formation. The little rabbit came to life as soon as it landed on the ground. It was obviously a little thing carved from jade, but it jumped in front of the little girl, which frightened the little girl.
Yes, I even forgot to cry. I just looked at this strange little rabbit curiously. There were two little pearls rolling on the eyelashes. It looked so cute and soft. I wanted to bend down and lick the tears shed by the little girl.
It was sucked clean.
This was how Qing Huan felt at the moment, her heart beating like a thunder drum in her chest, the tips of her ears turned red with shyness, and she could hardly control the thoughts that were about to come to her.
Stretching out her fingertips, she wiped the crystal teardrops on her fingertips, and the two of them secretly licked them into their mouths. It tasted salty, but Qing Huan felt extremely delicious in her heart, like nectar and jade liquid.
It flowed into the beating heart with disdain, then melted into the hot blood, and finally flowed through the whole body. Qing Huan shivered. She watched the two people interacting without knowing what she was doing. She pursed her lips and said nothing.
explain.
Cheng Muyan took the cute little rabbit into her hands, and as a condition, of course she chose to forgive her poor old father!
However, those who should sue must still sue. Cheng Muyan still remembers the educational books forcibly instilled in 998. Children who can’t cry don’t get candy. Children who can’t complain are not... not good children? Forget it, it doesn’t matter whether it is good or not.
She wants to file a lawsuit against her child! Humph! Let Yan Chunzhao beat this guy hard! Tell you how dare you hit me!
Thinking about it, he just snapped his fingers and forcibly extracted the last memory of Lan Mei'er. It doesn't hurt to not have this memory anyway, right?
However, Cheng Muyan also couldn't figure out why he had such strong control over Lan Meier and Mo. Even his memory could be directly erased or extracted. Wouldn't all humans who were forcibly searched for their souls be turned into idiots and demented?
Cheng Muyan held the crying little rabbit, frowning and thinking, but she couldn't remember anything. It seemed that she had to reach that point before she could recall it, but her usual forced recall had no effect at all.
Cheng Yuxiang looked at the little girl holding the little rabbit and frowning anxiously. Was she dissatisfied again? He was nervous and wanted to ask his daughter what she was dissatisfied with, but her daughter suddenly asked about how to make the little rabbit.
Cheng Yuxiang coughed, straightened her waist and was about to show off, when she saw the little girl stretching out her thin, white and soft hands, and gestured meaningfully, obviously wanting to hand over the things herself.
Cheng Yuxiang smiled casually, shook her head helplessly, and took out the things from the Space Naijie. On a few thin pages, the handwriting was new and it looked like it had just been traced.
However, looking at the contents on the paper, Cheng Muyan became interested.
The beginning is about the production of hidden weapons with several large characters.
The first page is about the Sleeve Arrow, which is a hidden weapon that can fire steel needles with one click. The following pages are full of detailed production methods, which made Cheng Muyan feel horrified and incomprehensible.
The hidden weapons are things in the books given by 998. They are things that have never appeared in the North and South Continents or the Six Realms. However, how come this thing suddenly appears now, and it has such a detailed production method. Not only that, it has also been modified.
Although it is much cruder than the one designed by 998, it is very powerful and can almost quietly take away the life of a spirit king!
Obviously, Cheng Yuxiang, who has been making magical artifacts for his wife and daughter all year round, also knew how powerful this was, so he copied it and was able to use the contents in it flexibly.
There were springs installed inside the little rabbit, which assisted the formation, so it could jump around in front of Cheng Muyan like a living creature.
"This thing fell from the Spirit Emperor in the back mountain of the Qin family. It was in tatters at the time, and some of the handwriting could not be read clearly. Then I copied a new copy, and by the way, some of the handwriting was unclear and ambiguous.
I added a little bit." Cheng Yuxiang saw that her daughter was interested in this thing, and she became a little more interested.