The demon emperor Jun, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the demon queen Xihe, Zuo Changlu, Wu Yuting, Zuo Xiaoduo, Zuo Xiaonian, Xiaoxiao, brackets: the seventh prince Yaqiong.

The person responsible for turning around the circle and pouring wine was no longer Zuo Xiaoduo, but the younger generation who was present, Xiaoxiao.

Everyone mentioned the generations, but they didn't mention them a little.

When Xiaoxiao walked to Zuo Xiaoduo with the wine pot, she stumbled for a few times, but didn't know how to say hello for a moment.

After all, now he has recovered his memory, his reason has been restored, and his mind has also been restored. He is no longer the confused little three-legged golden crow. Naturally, he knows that he can't call him Zuo Xiaoduo anymore...

But at this moment, I suddenly changed my words and called Dad... It seemed too sudden and too deliberate!

Zuo Xiaoduo rolled his eyelids and said, "Why don't you call me mom?"

The dignified seventh prince was so blushed by a word that he almost covered his face and ran away.

The demon emperor Donghuang Zuo Changlu was stunned, but suddenly laughed loudly, and the awkward atmosphere that had remained unchanged.

Zuo Changlu said in a gentle voice: "When you grow up and become sensible, you have to change your words and call it dad. There is no reason to call it a male mother."

Xiaoxiao felt relieved and quickly changed her words.

Zuo Xiaoduo agreed in full, and drank a glass of wine with Zuo Xiaonian, whose mother was called out and her face was flushed. She said with emotion: "It's not easy. It's really not easy to be a mother for so many years... Cough, the taste is wonderful. Wait until my father and mother discuss when will I get you a younger brother out."

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Chapter completed!