Qiuqiu... This is impossible, and he comforted softly: You can make your favorite jewelry now, which is not bad...

Nan Qinghan closed his eyes and didn't want to say anything else. Xie Yingchuan's bastard... he can't blame him, who made him have nothing to do with Xingheshu. He sang in Kunqu opera tone: Everything is fate, and there is no way to do anything.

Qiuqiu... Qinghan, you... say this, what happened?

Nan Qinghan sighed softly: Do you still remember the 54 flamingos?

Qiuqiu thought for a while: Congratulations to Aying on her newlyweds and was assigned to nine guards.

"They were brought here by several heads of the family." Nan Qinghan sighed with regret, "Only eighteen of them were left behind, and the rest were wiped out by the rules. These eighteen became lions who were guarding the house and guarding the door of the ancestral hall of Jiujia."

Qiuqiu... Qinghan, have you remembered anything?

Nan Qinghan whispered: This gift is not given at will, Qiuqiu. When you leave with A Ying, one day... I may become a lion in the house. At that time, A Ying no longer called A Ying, and I can't remember me...

Apiao couldn't bear to listen anymore, so he took out his tablet and sent a message to Nan Qinghan: Don't worry, you won't become a lion.

Nan Qinghan was surprised after reading it: Is it because of Aying's breath?

Apiao typed it word by word: You are thinking too much because your level is not enough.

Nan Qinghan... is so heartbreaking. It turns out that he doesn’t even have the qualifications to be sad about spring and autumn!

Apiao found that these people were a little spoiled by A Ying... naive: You will live for a long time, until you are tired of it.

Nan Qinghan... Why do you feel so much like an old monster...

Qiuqiu whispered: It’s not an old monster, it’s the ancestor. Maybe one day you’re upset, you can have a Mary Sue romance drama that our ancestors fall in love with me...

Nan Qinghan pulled a soft pillow and covered his head: I don’t know you guys, bad guys like young people!

Qiuqiu shook his head, it would be better to go and see Xiao Xianxian, the soft and cute little bun~

Apiao nodded, saying, it’s so fun to accompany the little buns. Just leave these people who are sad about spring and autumn to comfort others.

He shook his body and looked at the reasonable group of ducks in a silence. The space was also extremely unprincipled. Yingying also liked to sing about little donkeys. Do you have to raise two donkeys?!

...What is that under the peach tree?! Ahhhh...

Two guys with big head and long ears, thin limbs, gray-brown... When did they appear?!

Liu Ying said in a daze: "Apiao, I want to eat donkey meat and cook it. You put the meat in the cabinet... Donkey meat is also good."

Apiao said softly about the matter between Li Dingning and Wu Heng and Xiao Yanling, as well as Nan Qinghan's concerns: Master Yingying, I think you can have something to let me do.

Don’t worry about them anymore, they are all as naive as the children in kindergarten. If this continues, they will not be able to teach qualified heirs. Once we leave, how can they face the arrival of the great world of cultivating immortals?

Liu Ying fell into deep thought, and after a long time, she whispered: Apiao, please let me think about it.

Apiao said in a low voice: Yingying, the space now appears... It seems that you like it, mushrooms, ducks, donkeys...

Liu Ying sneered: Then I have sang the little bee buzzing!

Apiao... On the main, there are bees and butterflies in the space!

Liu Ying...blocked!

Apiao... There is a cloud made of rain in the wind, a cloud made of rain, the clouds hurt my heart in the wind, I don’t know where it will blow...

A Mao is close to Xiao Xianxian, Apiao is so unique, cold~

Liu Ying hugged A Mao, tapped its little nose, and smiled: What kind of monster is A Piao? You are scared.

A Mao sang those few lines of song, and his whole body was in a furry state, and he was even more furry.

Xiao Xianxian opened his eyes and looked at Liu Ying and A Mao, and decided to continue sleeping.

Liu Ying and Amao stared at Xiao Xianxian blankly together.

Liu Ying whispered in a low voice: "Amao, did he open his eyes just now?"

A Mao whispered: "Aying, it turns out you saw it too... what does he mean?"

Liu Ying...had he ever made a fuss or cried since he was born?

Ah Mao thought about it...no.

Liu Ying... Did you think we were naive just now?

Amao felt a little cold, and was closer to Liu Ying... Maybe he thought we had disturbed him to sleep...

Liu Ying stretched out her head and looked at Xiao Xianxian carefully without looking away.

A certain child probably couldn't stand his mother's staring. He opened his eyes and looked at Liu Ying, tilted his head to the other side, and continued to sleep.

Liu Ying...Is he disliked or despised by his son?! Although he has no cramps and edema, he is also pregnant for ten months and has worked hard to get through with a big belly! Why should he dislike himself!

Apiao... Yingying is in the stage of being in the fetus. At most, he has a much better physique than ordinary children, and of course he is much smarter. He dislikes him, so he won't...

Liu Ying got up and got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash, then went to the cloakroom to change into her white sweater, linen wide-leg pants... Looking at her smooth and still-clean abdomen, she curled her lips. Fortunately, there were photos and witnesses, otherwise it would be really easy to say whether she had been pregnant.

Apiao was really shocked by Liu Ying's brain circuit: Lord, you are really cute enough. All the wives from top families can maintain a graceful figure. What's more, you have us.

If we weren't there, the Qi family would have sent someone to help you take care of it from head to toe.

Liu Ying...blocked!

Apiao...every time I have this move, I am a pitiful little cloud!

A Mao was helping Xiao Xianxian with physical fitness test: A Ying, Xiao Xianxian probably doesn’t have to go through any three-turn, six-sitting and eight-climbing forks, just depends on what time he wants to move.

Liu Ying stretched and sat on the sofa by the window. The bright sunshine outside the window, the blooming roses, and various peonies: Ah Mao, plant these peonies in the yard and replace them with smaller ones.

A Mao said softly: A Ying, you need to wait a little while. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is too strong... You will know when you go out and take a look.

The area of ​​Qingcheng has doubled, with lush trees and a half of the territory of China as a whole.

Liu Ying held her chin with both hands: Am I a semi-cultivational immortal?

A Mao shook his head: No, it is because the spiritual energy of other countries has been gathered in China. They returned to before liberation overnight. Those monsters who had not cultivated their human bodies were arranged by Qinghan and Boss Apiao delivered them instantly.

Liu Ying asked in confusion: Why are they so obedient?

A Mao shook his short tail: Qinghan said that if they don’t guard the border, there may be people or monsters outside in sixty or seventy years to compete with them for opportunities.

In the world of immortal cultivation that will arrive in a hundred years, they will lose their first move and may be eaten. After all, Western monsters are all cruel.
Chapter completed!