Emperor's fiery demon queen

The man carrying the wine jar looked clear and handsome, with laziness between his eyebrows and eyes, but he didn't seem sloppy and spiritless. On the contrary, he added a bit of free and easy Xianqi.

In terms of appearance and temperament alone, this man is really a first-class good talent!

Qiu Ze said in a strange way: "Xiaoyuanzi, his father?"

He looked at the man up and down, and his eyes were full of disgust: "this man full of wine... He threw out Xiaoyuanzi alone. How can you be a father?"

Obviously, he was talking about Xiaoyuanzi, but the man was keenly aware that the old man seemed to have other meanings, and he meant something.

The man, that is, Shui Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, then weighed the small wine jar in his hand, and seemed to be ready to drink another sip of wine.

However, before the wine jar reached his mouth, it was taken away by a small figure.

Shui Qiyuan looked up at Shui Yang. His small face was full of seriousness: "Dad, these grandfathers are my sister's family. If you are too presumptuous, my sister will be unhappy."

Shui Yangjun's face was slightly stiff: "... I know, I know!"

He took a deep breath, showed a beautiful smile as bright as the sun, and greeted the old men with a warm voice: "Hello, old men, Yang in the water is Xiaoyuanzi's father! This trip is specially to thank xiaotuanzi for saving our father and son!"

All the old men looked at his smile and took a breath.

"How similar!"

"It's so similar!"

"Is that him?"

"I think so!"

"OK, OK! Finally found the source! At first glance, it's that kind of bastard who can't control his crotch!"

"Yes! I have a bastard face who likes to hook up with women and doesn't care about the parents! I can't even raise a good child like Xiaoyuanzi, let alone others!"

"Cough! Keep your voice down. It's not good to tell the truth in Xiaoyuanzi's face..."

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Although the voices of all the old men were not loud, they listened to these words completely, even if they were not deliberately eavesdropping, based on the cultivation of Shuiyang Lingdi.

He took a deep breath and didn't let himself show his late mother's face.

He's just a kid, okay?

Although he doesn't like to be restrained, he actually has a romantic face. It has nothing to do with romantic. What's more, he doesn't abandon him when he has a child... How about hooking up with a married woman?

"Don't get me wrong," Shui Yang explained seriously. "I really have only one child, Xiaoyuanzi, and no other children!"

When he was at home before, he was also asked by the third brother and Xiaoyuanzi countless times, so although he was looked at poorly, he was not angry, but explained in a good temper.

Unfortunately, this explanation seems to have little effect.

Seeing that the old men are still very bad at their own eyes, Shui Yang almost feels that he is a scum.

He chuckled with interest and explained that it didn't matter whether others believed him or not.

However, he was more and more curious about the child named Qi Tuan.

How much is it like to make everyone believe that she is his Shuiyang child?

Shui Yang lowered his head, rubbed a small round head, smiled and asked, "where's your little Tuanzi sister?"

People are just similar. Where can they look like, they have to be related by blood?

Shui Yang is smiling.

Where did he come from

Before the thought in his heart was over, Shui Yang's eyes changed from funny to dull.

He looked in the direction of Shui Qiyuan, and his whole body froze.

The girl leaning on the shoulders of the young man in black, with tired face, long eyelashes and baby fat, has been very thin

The wine jar in Shui Yang's hand smashed to the ground with a bang. He absently pushed away everyone in front of him and almost rushed to Qi Tuan.

However, moment before his hand reached Qi Tuan's face, young man in black, who had always looked gentle, held his wrist sharply.

"What's the matter?" Qi tuantuan vaguely opened his eyes, saw his two hands close at hand, subconsciously looked up, narrowed his eyes and looked at Shuiyang.

The confusion of waking up at the beginning and the Phoenix eyes who were alert immediately after seeing strangers made Shui Yang, who finally woke up, look stunned again.

Jun Jiuli pursed his lips unhappily. Tuan Tuan first closed the door and advanced, and then kept refining medicine without sleep. After coming out, he was busy all day and was very tired.

She finally rested against him for a while, but the man still woke her up. He should not have held his wrist silently, but should have beaten and swollen his hand!

The atmosphere of the three people was so strange that they seemed to be deadlocked. Shui Qiyuan gently pulled Qi Tuan's sleeve, blushed and apologized: "sister, I'm sorry, my father is so impolite."

Being taught a lesson by his son in public again, Shui Yang thought about his actions just now, and immediately looked at him.

Seeing the girl's pretty little face frowning uncomfortably because he smelled the wine on his hand, he quickly retracted his hand with subconscious caution.

"I'm sorry, didn't it smoke you?" he apologized quite familiar. His words even flattered his sister or daughter, which stunned everyone, including himself.

Qi Tuan was amused by his instinctive kindness, and then realized that this man was Xiaoyuanzi's father. The so-called love house and Ukraine. Looking at his ignorant appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

"It doesn't matter." she smiled and shook her head.

Shui Yang hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't help extending his hand. He looked forward to her and hoped that she could take his hand and stand up.

"..." Qi Tuan was stunned. Looking at the man's grief and expectation in the depths of his eyes, he put his hand in his palm and stood up with his strength: "thank you."

Jun Jiuli, who was robbed of his work: "

He silently approached Qi Tuan Tuan and said, "thank you."

Shuiyang subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, which drooped with a brush, and his mother's face was uncontrollably exposed.

Even for a quarter of an hour, grief and anger flashed in his eyes.

But the malice just blinked away, and Qi Tuan was not aware of it, so it had precipitated without a trace.

Jun Jiuli frowned slightly, but he could look at the red eyes and the water vapor in his eyes. Although there was deep thought between his eyebrows and eyes, he didn't reveal anything wrong.

Shui Yang's mood came quickly and hid faster. He "tut tut" twice, looked at Qi Tuan's face and sighed: "no wonder those old men see me strange. You really look like my daughter!"

He turned to look at Shui Qiyuan: "since there is such fate, why don't your father and I regard her as a dry daughter and really be your sister?"