"Why don't we go there and sleep tonight!" Li yanye suggested.

"Are there any other options?" The little guy didn't want to, because it was a sad place that deprived him and Mommy of their freedom.

"Somewhere else... Yes!" Author's recommendation: crossing the world of Wutong

"Uncle's house, pangudi, haunted house, lounge, and uncle's house!"

There is a bad witch pretending to be ill in uncle's house. The little guy doesn't want to go. When they went to dinner tonight, they were not embarrassed at all, because Yao Ruolan said he was not feeling well, so he didn't come down to dinner.

After a lot of weighing, his son Xia Shen chose Pangu land of Ouyang Xinglang.

This surprised Li yanye.

"It seems that you prefer Ouyang Xinglang to Fu'an."

"No." The little guy retorted, "I like cool Fuan."

"Why do you want to go to Pangu land of Ouyang Xinglang?" Li yanye is a little unclear, so.

"Because he has someone to serve him. You are so lazy and weak. How can you do without someone to serve? I also need someone to serve!"

The little guy's reason really made Li yanye laugh. The little guy really looked like himself and needed someone to serve him.

Ouyang Xinglang didn't expect that it was so late. Li yanye brought his son Xia Shen to his Pangu place, which was really a little flattered.

"Ouyang Xinglang, is there anything delicious? I'm starving!"

Li xiashen, who rushed in, didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, and kept giving orders to Ouyang Xinglang.

The little guy doesn't really like Ouyang Xinglang, because Ouyang Xinglang looks very fierce and unfriendly.

But he wisely found that Ouyang Xinglang listened to his father very much.

So the little guy changed his strategy and directly joined his father's camp to summon Ouyang Xinglang.

"Of course! Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll let the cook cook cook it right away!" The little guy was picked up by Ouyang Xinglang with one hand, just rolled in a circle, and the sleepless little guy ran all over the room.

Li yanye was obviously not as energetic as his son. Fall directly on the sofa bed in the room and close your eyes.

Ouyang Xinglang took off his shoes and covered him with a woolen blanket.

Even helped him move in a more comfortable position.

"Ouyang Xinglang, how can you serve my father like a slave!"

The little guy is only five years old. In his cognition, serving a person is like a domestic servant.

But Ouyang Xinglang is not a domestic servant, so he thought of the word slave.

When the little guy said so, Ouyang Xinglang looked at the sleeping night and sighed.

I seem to be his slave.

I don't know when to start. Unconsciously, I became his slave.

Such an appropriate adjective.

Looking at the thoughtful Ouyang Xinglang, he thought he was shy, so he continued: "Ouyang Xinglang, my father is so cool, it's not a shame to be his slave!"

Ouyang Xinglang was speechless and suddenly opened his mouth and said, "deep, how about being my dry son?"

"No, because an asshole's father is enough to give me a headache! If he weren't my father, I would have told him to do what he should do!"

The little guy disliked it, but the action on his hand was the opposite. He was covering Li yanye with a blanket.

In fact, these days, the little guy is very happy, accompanied by his mother and indulged by his father. So even if he wanders around and wanders around, he feels very happy. Even if he is a troubled kindergarten, he will "compromise" in order to kiss his mommy.

"How dare you despise your father so much?"

Ouyang Xinglang picked up the little guy, "come on, now Godfather will take you to have supper!"

Whether the little guy accepts it or not, he claims to be his godfather.

One night passed, and Li Yan night was awakened by the sunshine outside the window. Because there is still a little physical discomfort, the whole person is lazy. Under normal circumstances, he will continue to stay in bed, but not today. He will send his son to school.

Ouyang Xinglang took his clothes in. "Why don't you sleep more?"

"No, I'm taking my son to school."

Ouyang Xinglang has Li yanye's clothes here, because it's not the first time for him to sleep here. So there are basic washing utensils and laundry.

"Just let me go down?"

"No, I'll go myself."

The little guy who heard his father wake up immediately jumped on him, "why don't you sleep a little more on the night of Li Yan? It doesn't matter if I go late. If you're not in good health, just lie down."

"Don't think I don't know you don't want to go to school!" Li yanye saw through his son's excessive "concern" at a glance.

"If you indulge you again, your mommy will never finish with me!"

Finally, Li yanye sent the little guy to school. He had sent his son back to the night, but he just thought of one thing. The car made a beautiful turn and let mojiazhuang go at a gallop.

Mo Chen has been locked up in Mojia village by master Mo for three months. On the one hand, it is for detoxification and on the other hand, it is for self-cultivation.

After seeing Li yanye, Mo Chen almost knelt down for him!

"Master Yan, you finally came to save me! One more step later, I'll let the old man die!"

Li yanye came here only because he knew that master Mo was the one who cared most about the child in Liang's curved stomach. After all, Mochen is his only grandson, the descendant of his grandson, that is, the descendant of his Mohist school. No matter how, he will deal with it.

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