Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

He opened the door and went in, only to see his cheap father standing to tease the birds.

Seeing Chen Yan and Nangong huaiyue come, they still tease the parrot in the cage:

"little bastard."

The emperor opened his mouth and said to the parrot.

Parrot has a kind of imitation, open its small mouth, and imitate in a strange voice:

"little bastard! Son of a bitch! Ah, cluck... "

Emperor Longyan big Yue: "ha ha."

It is said that

Forget it. He doesn't care about his "father.".

Chen Yan gritted his teeth secretly.

It's even better to see the stale words.

It's rare to see this little boy eating shriveled. It's really relaxing.

As you know, Chen Yan never stopped from childhood. He didn't know how much trouble he had caused to the emperor. Sometimes he even deliberately tried to punish the emperor. However, Chen Huaqian could not punish him if he wanted to.

It's even more wonderful when I grow up. I've got a lot of good things from him. But Chen Yan can always come up with a reason to let Chen Huaqian have to bear the pain of parting. What did Chen Yan say? Every time Chen Yan Shun things from the emperor, he would solemnly say:

"you are my Laozi, I am your son, yours is mine, mine is mine, what's wrong with you? Are you still in pain? " To this end, Chen Huaqian had to knock out his teeth and swallow his blood. He was so miserable that he was led by the nose by the rabbit.

However, he also liked this son. At least, compared with other sons who were afraid of him or harbored evil thoughts about him, this son had nothing to do with him.

However, Chen Yan's dress is just like that

Chen Yan's eyes were dark and heavy: "I'll take a look at my father's illness."

Chen Yan stares at the expression on Chen Huaqian's face. Chen Huaqian touches his nose. How does he feel that the little boy knows something?

"My father's illness has nothing to do with it."

Chen Huaqian and Chen Yan are practicing Taiji.

"Oh? Is it? " Chen Yan asked, his dark eyes staring at Chen Huaqian.

Chen Huaqian waved his hand in silence and took away the servants in the palace.

"What did Yan'er know?"

Chen Huaqian heard what Chen Yan said, and he knew something about it.

Chen Yan took Nangong huaiyue to find a seat and sat down. He poured a cup of tea for Nangong huaiyue first, and then poured another cup for himself. He cocked his legs.

Chen Huaqian: does this kid think he is dead? If nothing happened to sit and drink tea, did not see him still standing.

After taking a sip of tea, Chen Yan said carelessly:

"do you mean that you are poisoned?"

Chen Huaqian was choked by his own saliva:

"cough You... "

"I want to ask how I know. I won't tell you."

Chen Yan was so angry with his cheap father that he wanted to strangle the unfilial son.

"I don't know if I'm poisoned or not?"

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes and examined Chen Huaqian up and down. He was not a son at all. He should respect Laozi's consciousness.

In Chen Yan's mind, Chen Huaqian is not his father. He prefers to be a friend rather than a father son relationship.

after all, Chen Huaqian is so young and in his forties, but his appearance remains unchanged and his beauty is compelling. Compared with his youth, Chen Huaqian is more attractive to men.

Moreover, Chen Yan is not really 16 years old. If his real age is taken into account, he will be able to be Chen Huaqian's grandfather after going through so many worlds and years.