Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

In the flash of Han Sheng's divine Kung Fu, Su Jin still opened his mouth with a smile, but his tone was particularly serious, "You have hopeless heavenly palace and bullshit dignity. They are all wastes that people dare not return even after being beaten. Han Sheng, I thought it might be better for bao'er to follow you than follow me, but I changed my mind. I don't want my son to become a waste that doesn't dare to fight with people in the future, so I will take him away at all costs..."

"What a big tone." Han Sheng frowned. He wasn't annoyed by Su Jin's ridicule, but his mouth was cold.

"Of course, I have great courage. I have always been grateful for kindness, revenge, and never pity fragrance and jade." Su Jin stretched out his hand and lifted a wisp of hair on his cheek. His skin was better than snow. A string of wooden small bells were on his white wrist. Under the collision, a pleasant voice came faintly.

It's beautiful.

The posture of Su brocade is lazy. The action of gently lifting her hair is done by her, exuding the romantic charm extracted from her bones.

Although the tone is arrogant, the woman in front of me gives people a kind of charming and naive feeling.

Han Sheng's eyes darkened.

If I remember correctly, the bell on her wrist was carved from a thousand year old sunken wood.

He didn't think she was still wearing it.

The hand gently and quietly caresses his heart. The jade pendant sent by Su brocade is still worn by him?

Han Sheng's heart is extremely complex. He has been thinking about what to do with Su brocade these days.

I was worried. I wanted to take bao'er to the Shenhe tribe site in the human world. I was met by Yulan before I left the palace. I simply took her to the human world.

As like as two peas, I never imagined that it was the same as before.

And the border. It's from Sujin.

The wooden building on the third floor is still there. Even the big bed that once loved Sujin is just like the past.

The mat on the bed is woven from the divine willow silk that Su brocade likes.

On the windowsill, there is a pot of pitcher grass, which he found from the valley. It can prey on mosquitoes in summer and has a faint fragrance.

Nothing has changed here.

It's just that people have changed.

He turned against Su Jin, and bao'er's knowledge of the sea was damaged.

Han Sheng looked away and felt an indescribable sense of desolation.

Su Jin didn't even look at Han Sheng. After she said these words, she looked at Yulan with a sneer and warned, "I'll put my words here today and stay away from my baby. Otherwise, I'll see you hit you once until you learn to listen to people and fight back. In addition, my baby has my mark on him. If you want to be bad for him, I'll let you taste the taste of life rather than death."

"Su brocade!" Han Sheng returned to his mind and scolded unhappily, "how did your temper become so violent?"

"Fuck you?" Su Jin looked at the man she once loved deeply, covered her eyes with grief and raised her eyebrows. "Don't think you're the emperor, you dare to shout with me. If you're not bao'er's father, I know who you are?"

Han Sheng choked.

The body sent out a sharp cold. Bao'er on one side pulled Han Sheng's hand in some fear, "Dad, don't quarrel, will you?"

Su Jin looks at bao'er and looks solemn. In the human world, bao'er can grow up safely. Even if he doesn't practice, he is also a master.

However, now in heaven, even the son of the emperor will eventually be eliminated if he has no strength.

She doesn't want to see such a baby.

She hopes her child will become an indomitable God in the future.