Siheyuan: Having ten sons in succession, crying for Yi Zhonghai

“Husband ~~”

“People are feeling your love for me all the time, it’s really good.”

Yang Mi had tears in her eyes at this time.

In addition to moving, that is moving.

With such a husband, what else can you expect?

The husband and wife hugged each other.

It’s as if time has frozen.

Yang Mi and Gu Jianguo both love each other, and if they love overflow, they can no longer put down other people, which can also be regarded as love and marriage across time and space.

“Wife.”

“Drink this.”

Gu Jianguo took out the life potion, which was a kind of glass bottle.

Yang Mi drank it without hesitation.

The complexion is reddish.

You can feel the huge amount of energy.

“I love you ~~”

“Husband ~~”

Every time Yang Mi screams about her husband, it is so numb.

……

Backyard.

Inside the house.

Old seven, old eight, old nine, old ten.

I’m playing checkers.

“That’s how it should be.”

“Hmph, you all lose.”

“……”

The four of them had a lot of fun.

“Boom!”

Old Qigu Haiyang suddenly spat out a flame in his mouth, and the checkers board instantly turned into nothingness.

The old Jiu Gu King Kong on the opposite side was burned and blackened.

However, vital signs are intact.

“Ahem…”

“I’m sorry…”

“The ability to control flames that has just been decided recently, sometimes it comes out on its own.”

Old Seven Gu Haiyang, with the talent of a five-clawed golden dragon, naturally can also breathe fire, at this time, looking at the opposite Old Jiu Gu King Kong who was sprayed like a black man by himself, he said very embarrassedly, and then looked reverent.

Gu Jingang blinked casually, and the blackened skin molted, rejuvenating with new skin.

“Seventh brother, are you still human.”

“If you want to regret the chess, just say it, as for ruining the chess, obscure.”

Old Jiu Gu King Kong believed Gu Haiyang’s ghost.

“Three bets.”

Old Ten Gu Fang gave a thumbs up to Gu Jingang.

“I really didn’t mean it.” Old Seven Gu Haiyang forcibly continued to quibble.

“Phew!”

Gu Jingang turned into a golden Pituo, a bitter golden talisman seal, under his writing, suddenly formed a very small six-pointed star magic array, with the rotation of the golden law array, soon, the chessboard that had just been destroyed by Gu Haiyang returned to its original appearance.

Gu Jingang has the talent of the Immortal Living Buddha, and naturally he will also control a small range, short-term, reshaping power.

It’s as if a videotape was burned and then repaired.

Because the talent has not yet completely awakened, Gu Jingang can master only a limited number of things.

Against this world, there are still too many far away

“Keep playing chess.”

“Seventh brother, don’t think about it.”

Gu Jingang smiled.

Then he changed into a new outfit.

Gu Haiyang shook his head helplessly, this is all right?

You can only continue to play chess.

“Ring the bell…”

There was a knock on the door outside.

“Who.”

Old Seven Gu Haiyang asked.

“I’m Yan Xiecheng, and I want to talk to your family’s old Seventh Gu Feiyu.”

Yan Xiecheng’s very kind voice came from outside.

“I’m not familiar with Yan Xiecheng.”

“I’ll take a look.”

Gu Feiyu got up and went out.

Opening the door, Gu Feiyu saw Yan Xiecheng looking at him with a smile on his face.

“Is there something wrong.”

Gu Feiyu asked indifferently.

Although he is only eight years old, but he looks so handsome, excellent inheritance of Gu Jianguo genes, anyway, the Gu family’s ten children, none of them look good, all of them are handsome, whether small or large, they are so handsome and compelling.

“Flying feathers.”

“Before you threw bird poop in Uncle Yi’s face, it was so brave.”

“I saw it all.”

Yan Xiecheng said and gave Gu Feiyu a thumbs up.

“There are more people who praise me.”

“You’re old.”

“Snap!”

After Gu Feiyu finished speaking, he turned around and went back to close the door.

“……”

Yan Xie was stunned.

Originally, I wanted to have a good chat with Gu Feiyu and then promote the relationship, and the ultimate goal was naturally to worship the handle, but this… Die before leaving the master.

Ate a closed-door soup.

For Gu Feiyu, there are many people who want to be close to him every day, and they hate Yan Xiecheng this kind of person the most, five years ago, who took care of their family!?

Now it’s all popping up.

Waste his time.

……

“Children, eat.”

“The meal is ready.”

Gu Jianguo and Yang Mi talked sweetly in the kitchen, and it didn’t take long, and then Gu Jianguo went to the front yard and then went to the backyard to call the children to eat.

Gu Jianguo and Yang Mi lived in a large room in the middle courtyard, and the living room had a long table.

Too young for these children to line up.

Because Gu Jianguo has [super cooking], it is obvious that the children are happy to eat this meal.

Some rejoice, others worry.

He Yushui next door, his brows were about to twist into twists at this time.

“Why cook so fragrantly, don’t you want me to die.”

He Yushui said angrily.