Chapter 110 I am the **** Lord Aran! (4)

  Wen Churan and Sheng Shimo looked at each other, and immediately pushed their waists and walked in with full aura.

  Li Zhien, who was waiting eagerly, stood up excitedly when the door was opened.

   But when she saw Wen Churan, her face instantly collapsed.

   "Ms. Li, hello."

  Wen Churan's standing posture is elegant and dignified, even with arrogant arrogance.

  Speaking, she is also very mature and steady.

  Li Zhien repeatedly looked at the little girl in front of him, and asked inconceivably, "You are... the Great Master?!"

  She couldn’t believe that she looked so young, even like an underage girl, who turned out to be a mage.

  Is Shengshi playing with her? !

"I know that Ms. Li sees me at my young age, and has doubts in her heart." Wen Churan was not impatient or impatient, and whispered. "Ms. Li is afraid of misunderstanding that the ability of a mage is not directly proportional to the age. Older, ability. Is it necessarily advanced? I have been able to understand ghosts and gods since I was a child, and the clan has long regarded me as a senior. Now this looks, but only a skin, Ms. Li doesn't need to mind."

  After listening, Li Zhien couldn't help falling into thought.

  Recall that before, I had invited countless eminent monks and mages, it was useless.

  The little girl’s words are not without reason.

  In spite of this, she is still skeptical, but her attitude is quite respectful, so Wen Churan is invited to sit down.

  Wen Churan sat upright on the sofa, crossed his legs, and put his hands on his knees.

  Li Ji-eun was more or less bluffed by her meditating posture.

   "Dare to ask the Master’s name."

   "I am the **** Lord Aran!" Just a few words, slowly confided from the girl's mouth, but with the power of swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

  Li Zhien was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Can you really see my son?"

  Wen Churan slowly closed his eyes, as if caught in a meditation.

  Time passed by every minute, just when Li Zhien became impatient.

   Then she calmly said, "Your son has a scar on his waist. It was caused by playing in his childhood."

  Li Zhien couldn't help but exclaimed.

  The scar on her son's waist, except for her mother, almost no one knows.

  Wen Churan smiled, and slowly said, "Your son is addicted to tea, even to the point where he fell asleep after smelling tea, and he bought a mountain of tea without telling you."

   Eyes opened suddenly, and she stared at Li Zhien with a horrified look, "Ms. Li, can what I say is true?"

  Tea addiction is not a secret, but you need to smell tea to fall asleep every night, and the outside world will never know!

Li Zhien excitedly rushed to Wen Churan's side and held her hand full of admiration. "Mage, I have eyes but no beads. I was offended before. I hope you will not be offended. Regarding what my son's last wish is, I wonder if you can Point one or two?"

Wen Churan set up her arrogance. "The last wish of the noble son is very simple. He died unexpectedly at the time of his youth. Naturally, he was unwilling. The reason for giving you a dream every night is that you can help him. Hold an affair so that he will not be alone in the underworld."

  After hearing this answer, Li Zhien's expression was the same as Wen Churan's expression at the time.

  It's incredible, it's incredible.

   "This is my son's last wish?"

Wen Churan's eyes were unclear, but he silently observed Li Zhien's expression.

have a look! Even my mother never thought that her son was a romantic ghost!

  If before changing, Li Zhien would never believe this answer.

  　 pretends to force us Aran to be serious, and it is impossible for others to see the flaws, hehe.

  　　 applaud us Aran.

  　　 There was a small loophole in the article before, and it is Sheng Yujin, who is already married.

  　　 Sheng's youngest man—— Sheng Ziyuan is a golden bachelor~ So, he is the second man, Dangdang!

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)