The creation god An'an's group pet went through a life of calamity

After Gu Bai put the broken hand where it should be, An An looked at the situation, his little hand learning the thinking appearance of the character in the TV pinched his chin and rubbed it, thinking carefully.

An An's head seemed to have a light bulb lit up, and then the small hand gently touched Murong Chenxing's arm above the arm and the broken hand, and a white dazzling light emitted at the two interfaces of the broken hand.

After the bright light, everyone opened their eyes slightly, and found that the broken hand had been connected to the arm.

Murong Chenxing, who was lying on the sofa, sat up incredulously, staring at his lost and regained hand with wide eyes in shock, eager to kiss this hand.

"Ah, my dear right hand, I will never leave you behind again. Murong Chenxing raised his right hand high, looked at each other affectionately, and his words were full of affection.

An An looked at his uncle like this, a little frightened, retreated slightly, and asked softly: "Isn't the brain treated?" Murong Chenlang

burst out into a huge laugh, feeling that this laughter was going to lift the roof: "Hahaha An

An looked at everyone who was laughing except Murong Chenlang, even his father, who was laughing at everything except for meeting An An, and did not laugh much when he encountered other things, the corners of his mouth were now slightly raised, less indifferent, not close to people, so that Murong Chenyu in the eyes of others became so easy to get close to a little, An An looked at his father and laughed with himself.

The eyebrows are slightly curved, like a cute little crescent in the sky, and the dimples exposed by the smile hang on both sides of the corners of the mouth, making people can't help but feel good when they look at it.

An An smiled and smiled before remembering that he still had things to do, and turned to his uncle on the sofa and said softly: "Uncle move his arm slightly, try to see if there is any stinging, weakness, and not listening to orders." Murong

Chenxing obediently up, down, left, right, rotated, moved his right hand, picked up the teapot on the table in front of him, poured the tea inside into the teacup, the mountain flowing water gently fell into the lake to stir up a circle of ripples, is the flower blooming in the water, the tea fell silently into the cup and slowly rose in the cup, it was an immortal spring.

Murong Chenxing put down the teapot and looked at his right hand and said in amazement: "It's the same as the original, it seems to be sharper than the original, and there is nothing wrong." "Lift the teacup with your right hand and savor Dad's new tea.

A big force quickly flew from the side, and a angry voice said: "Just use my tea to experiment, you still drink, this is the tea that just arrived, for your affairs your father and I haven't drunk it yet, you drink it first." "

Ah, Dad, I'm sorry, don't fight, your baby son is just right, what if he repeatedly hits and recurs." Murong Chenxing shouted with pain from Murong Tianba's slap.

"If you don't fight for a day, go to the house to uncover the tiles, and now you still move my tea, now you don't go to the house to uncover the tiles, what?

Murong Chenxing couldn't stand it, so he jumped up directly and jumped off the sofa, Murong Tianba followed closely behind, and the two jumped up and down in the living room.

"Dad, dad, don't hit me, can I pay you? Dad, dad!" Murong Chenxing wanted to use this title to awaken Murong Tianba's rare fatherly love.

Hearing these words, Murong Tianba finally stopped.

Murong Chenxing squatted in the corner and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, ten packs are not allowed to bargain. Murong

Chenxing almost fainted when he heard that ten packs were not allowed to bargain, after all, the tea that Dad drank was not ordinary, it was expensive, it was fatal, why did I touch my father's tea just now, I can't wait to go back to the past and slap myself twice."

Ten packs of sky-high tea money now I don't deserve it! I just signed dozens of people, and those TV, movies, money is simply not enough, the sky is going to kill me, my majesty, majesty.

An An smiled slightly at such a scene, turned to face his father, and stretched out his hands to hug his father.

After Murong Chenyu took An An down the tea table and put it on the ground, An An pedaled and staggered towards the fifth uncle with his small short legs.

Murong Chenjun, who was at the back of the crowd, couldn't help coughing, and the off-white handkerchief embroidered with a few small flowers covering his mouth was accompanied by a few drops of blood falling on the handkerchief from time to time, turning into a snowy plum.

Murong Chenjun set up a barrier on his body to make himself look like normal, and stood behind the last servant so that everyone did not notice.

Seeing An An running towards him, he was a little surprised, more or afraid, afraid that An An would find out his current situation, watching An An get closer and closer to him, and take a few steps back.

Endured the cough and physical discomfort that was about to burst out, he asked: "What's wrong with

An An" "Uncle Five, can you have a hug?" An An stretched out his hands, stood on tiptoe, looked at Murong Chenjun expectantly, and looked at An An's bright eyes as if floating in the vast universe.

Murong Chenjun looked at An An like this, feeling that as soon as he rejected An An, An An would be very sad and lost, and his beautiful eyes would splash and drip down, and he didn't want to see An An like this, let alone see An An crying.

Leaving everything that could not let them find their physical problems worried, directly squatted down and hugged An An, An An softly hugged a little very satisfied, I don't know if it was the reason for the construction of the heart to feel much better, not as heavy as just now.

At the moment when Murong Chenjun hugged An An, An An released his spiritual power, and Murong Chenjun's body was hit by lightning and fell and the impact he received was all recovered.

Murong Chenjun felt the changes in his body in amazement, the one just now was not an illusion, there was no pain in the body, there was no feeling of coughing and vomiting blood, and the head was not as heavy as just now, and he couldn't hold it, and he was refreshed.

"Does the fifth uncle still hurt?" An An poked his head out of the fifth uncle's arms and looked at Murong Chenjun with wide eyes and blinking.

"An An rest assured, An An is particularly powerful, only need a hug, the fifth uncle will not hurt. Murong Chenjun looked at An An's bright and expectant eyes and said seriously.

As if thinking of something, the corners of his mouth hooked a curve that could not be seen without looking carefully, and took advantage of the current situation to say: "So An An, can you often hug the fifth uncle?" Murong Chenjun pretended to be aggrieved, as if a lost big golden retriever needed to be touched.

"Of course, An An will often hug, Uncle Five's, so that Uncle Fifth will not be in pain." An An buried himself in Murong Chenjun's arms again, and Murong Chenjun looked at this scene as if a little angel hit the heart, and his heart was fast.

Murong Chenyu stood ten meters away from them, smiling and quietly looking at An An, this little guy.