(First more)

"Great worship, they have entered the scope of our reconnaissance."

In the hall of worship, Qian Daoliu sat in the first seat steadily, holding a cup of steaming black tea in his hands, opened the lid and blew a few sips, took a sip, and a strange light flashed in his eyes:

"So fast? We only released the news in just two weeks."

"I suppose that the expert around the saint got the news... Otherwise, it would be impossible to escape under our noses for two full years, and only now get the news... It should be the information he deliberately spilled."

Several elderly people stood below the stage, exuding awe-inspiring breath and majesty, and a middle-aged man with a bald head spoke softly over there.

"So, are we still going to catch turtles in an urn?"

"Ok…"

Qian Daoliu pondered for a while before speaking softly, "I can do it myself. You are sitting in the Martial Soul Hall and suppressing those Xiao Xiaoxiao."

"understood."

"Then thank you all, the next plan is about the official selection of the next heir to our Wuhun Palace, and there must be no omissions."

"Please rest assured."

…

"Grandpa, are you going out?"

Qian Renxue, wearing a snow-white dress, stood timidly in front of Qian Daoliu, hugged his thigh and raised her face and asked, her azure blue eyes were a little bit more pitiful, and her tone was soft and waxy. lovely.

"Little Xue'er, Grandpa just went out for a trip and will be back soon..."

Even when Qian Daoliu faced his eldest son, he was serious and showed no mercy to him, but when facing his pitiful granddaughter, he would show a rare kindness and whisper softly. Her big rough hand touched Qian Renxue's smooth golden hair, Qian Daoliu's gentle opening.

"No, no... Grandpa is a big liar, didn't you say you want to go out with me?"

Qian Renxue hugged Qian Daoliu's calf tightly. It was so cute that I would cry for you if you dare to walk away. Her bright blue eyes were full of water, and her small and cute face was filled with dissatisfaction. And pleading.

"..."

A drop of sweat suddenly appeared on Qian Daoliu's face. How could he forget such an important thing? It is too sinful to not be able to accompany his precious granddaughter. At this time, he feels a bit resentful of the sacrifice that he told him the news just now. Now, why tell yourself this kind of thing, the granddaughter is the eldest. At the same time, I feel some regrets about the strategies I made before, can't I think of some strategies that do not need to be done by myself? Isn’t it good to have time to be lazy with your baby granddaughter?

But for the grand plan of the Martial Soul Palace, he can only let go of this rare opportunity for grandfather-grandchild interaction. In fact, he also wants to accompany his precious granddaughter out! My own little Xue'er is so cute, her white and flawless skin is soft and smooth, and her voice is soft and soft. When she called Grandpa, she wanted to give her everything in this world. If someone can make Qiandaoliu put down his fighting spirit by smiling and acting like a baby, then naturally there is only Qian Renxue who is as cute as a little angel (Qiandaoliu: you say it again? My granddaughter is much cuter than the little angel!) .

But he had no choice but to squeeze a smile and speak gently:

"Little Xue'er, grandpa, I'm going out this time to bring back your favorite Dong'er aunt who is best to you..."

Seeing the tearful eyes of the little cute Qian Renxue are about to be upset, Qian Daoliu has to use various methods to coax his precious granddaughter, so he sacrificed a big killer, that is, he said the previous Bibi Dong is very concerned about Qian Renxue.

Because she is the child of her senior sister, Bibi Dong takes care of Qian Renxue very much. When she was a child, Qian Renxue's first name was not her mother, but aunt. From this aspect, we can see the relationship between the two Intimacy.

"Aunt Dong'er."

Qian Renxue's voice slightly improved:

"Aunt Dong'er is coming back!"

"It's been a long time since I saw Aunt Dong'er! Grandpa, I miss auntie so much!"

"Then grandpa will help you to bring the aunt back, okay!"

After finishing combing the long golden hair on Qian Renxue's head, Qian Daoliu spoke softly.

"Yeah! Then Xiao Xueer will wait for her grandpa to come back obediently, and then I will play with my aunt, grandpa and mother every day! Dad...I want to play with him too!"

"Yes, Grandpa will fulfill your request."

Looking at the little granddaughter who suddenly showed a beautiful smile, Qian Daoliu ordered his entourage to take the little princess back from the Wuhun Palace, and set off with confidence.

…

"...I said Sister Dong'er, why can't we sleep in the same room!"

Knock knock knock.

Tang Muchen knocked on the door loudly, with a slight dissatisfaction in his tone, but the face of the sturdy young man did not show the slightest anger. He just counted gently.

"Three...two...one."

Patter.

Accompanied by the sound of the door opening, a stunningly charming face appeared in front of Tang Muchen, dressed in a purple nightdress, bare and white snow feet stepped on the floor, looking at Tang Muchen with a smile.

"Talk to yourself about why I don't sleep with you?"

"Every time I'm alone with you, isn't it always taken advantage of by you?"

"So you should calm down and go to the next room to sleep obediently."

While talking, Bibi Dong's pretty face showed a rippling charming smile, looking at the guy in front of him who was a head taller than him, stretched out his white green hand and provoked the opponent's chin, then leaned forward and kissed gently. Take a bite:

"All right, good night kiss, hurry back to sleep!"

Tang Muchen covered the red hickey on his face, and UU read www.uukanshu.com for a while and then recollected quickly: "No!"

"I don't agree!"

"Sister Dong'er, look at you and you gave me a good night kiss, then I will be yours today."

"Even if you are going to eat my little sheep, I won't resist!"

"Just you, or the little sheep?"

Bibi Dong chuckled, but did not refuse the opponent's approach again, and opened the door to allow the opponent to enter.

The two spent two years together on Poseidon Island, and their feelings naturally surpassed their friends and reached the point where only a layer of window paper was missing... It was just this layer of film that no one tried to penetrate.

Tang Muchen wanted to poke it through, but he had never found a chance. After all, a group of people lived together, so there were not so many opportunities to be alone.

But now, if two people live alone in a hotel, if they don't strike the iron while they are hot and enter each other's room, doesn't the name of one's Sea King appear to have no gold content?