"No matter what she does, it's none of your business. It's the resentment between her and Han Yitian. I can only minimize the damage here and can't stop the development of things. Tell you, when will you go back to the underworld?" he stretched out a finger, poked his forehead and said, "your style God won't last long. If someone finds out, you'll be miserable."

"What a fun place I am, I don't want to go back to work at the moment. No wonder you are always running to the human world." he said nothing about himself. He also said that he did not care about the underworld. He could see that the wind sways grass all over the whole world. As long as there was a hint of trouble, he could feel that he did not want him to worry.

"I'm not out to play, I'm out to do business." who is he busy and running for? Is the master still qualified to say that he is here to play?

"I'm just like you," he said, using Roland as an excuse, and he would.

"Don't pull it." he glanced at him.

"I didn't pull... Ming..." the ghost emperor looked at him and his eyes suddenly became shining.

"Hmm?" looking at his shining eyes, he immediately warned.

"I let you go so many times just now. Should I have a good time this time?" in the chat, the ghost emperor who had recovered his strength suddenly turned over and pressed him quickly, with an evil smile on his face.

"Who said he would be at my mercy tonight?" he stretched out his hand and wanted to push him away. Who knows, a ghost had already been prepared and immediately pressed his wrist with his hand, and his heavy long body pressed heavily on him.

"It's almost dawn now. It's my turn. You've settled my account, but I haven't settled it with you." he told him, and he showed weakness to him. Now it's his turn to counter attack. The ghost emperor suppressed his hands and feet very expertly. Before he could resist, he immediately bowed his head and sealed his mouth, invited him to sink with all his enthusiasm, and defeated all his consciousness, He will have no ability to resist again, hehe

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These two days, the temper of Han Yitian seems to be a little grumpy, and children's painting feels a little uncomfortable.

That night, holding a cup of hot tea, she wanted to go into the study to give it to him, but when she was at the door, she heard his grumpy voice.

"Damn it, I told you to find a woman, but I couldn't find it. What's your family doing with you?" his violent voice came from inside, as if he was scolding his subordinates.

Tong Hua stood at the door holding hot tea and hesitated whether to go in. From what he said, she vaguely knew that he was looking for a woman, but she didn't know who the woman was.

When the sound in the study had subsided, the children's painting hesitated, and then summoned up the courage to knock on the door.

"Come in." there came the low voice of Han Yitian.

Children's painting pushed the door in. Han Yitian was not the only one in the study, and Han Zixin was also inside. Children's painting's eyes couldn't help but look bleak, but Han Zixin didn't even look at her.

"What are you doing here?" she smelled her familiar taste in the air. Han Yitian put down the data in his hand, rubbed his sore forehead and looked up at her.

"I made a cup of hot tea for you. You are busy with your work. Am I disturbing you?" he looked a little impatient. The children's painting put the tea cup on the table and said, "if I disturb you, I'm sorry, I'll go out now."

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