Jia Huan was 200% sure that he must have done it by Daopa Ma this time.

Originally, Jia Huan was also a firm materialist, but now, even the matter of resurrecting the soul with the change of time and space has happened. He just wanted to be materialistic.

However, although he knew who the bad guy was, he had no choice but to make a long-term plan.

The feeling of helplessness is really bad.

After walking a few steps, Jia Huan felt his body swaying and his steps were floating.

This is not possible, you have to practice!

"Xiao Jixiang, where can I run near our house?"

Jia Huan asked.

Xiao Jixiang frowned with the caterpillar brow, raised his index finger and placed it on his chin, thinking hard, suddenly, her eyes lit up and she said happily: "Yes, there is a very long crossroad between our mansion and Ningguo Mansion in the east, and you can run in that crossroad! Sister Xiaochan and Sister Xueyan, I have been racing there! Third Master, do you want to play jogging with me?"

Jia Huan laughed and said, "Okay, let's go and have fun!"

Xiao Jixiang jumped happily, but then he became dim again, shook his head and said, "No, Third Master, your health is not good."

Jia Huan was unhappy and said, "You actually said I can't do it? Don't you know that men can't say it can't do it?"

Xiao Jixiang did not explain, but looked ahead stupidly, his eyes full of fear.

Jia Huan was surprised. As she looked at her eyes, her eyebrows raised slightly, and a woman dressed in a very... The woman in her dress looked only in her twenties, she was very beautiful, with a distinctive temperament, and a more ostentatious one.

Although Jia Huan is not Jia Huan, he vaguely guessed the identity of the person in his heart.

A pair of Danfeng triangular eyes and two bent willow leaves hanging eyebrows.

Slim body, body style.

The pink face is full of spring power and the red lips are not revealed, and the smile is heard before it starts.

Who can Wang Xifeng, who is not the famous Feng Lazi?

"Oh, Huan'er, are you doing this?"

On a very delicate and beautiful face, she looked down at Jia Huan with a smile and said, with a look in her eyes not a little joy or concern, but mostly contempt and disgust.

"Who are you……"

Even though he had speculation in his heart, Jia Huan still asked in a ignorant manner.

Wang Xifeng's expression changed when she heard this. Her eyebrows were slightly raised, her eyes were stern, and her voice was slightly cold: "What, the third master is planning to refuse his relatives? Or don't you take my second sister-in-law seriously?"

"No, my grandma, the third master didn't remember anything after he woke up last night. He couldn't recognize anyone except his aunt."

Xiao Jixiang plucked up his courage and defended in a low voice.

"Um?"

Wang Xifeng was stunned at first, glanced at the timid little Jixiang, frowned slightly, then looked at Jia Huan, questioning: "Huaner, is this girl's true words?"

Jia Huan laughed and said, "You are **milk? What Xiao Jixiang said is true. I have been fainting for a long time, and I can't remember anything after waking up. But I feel that I am really wrong. **milk, like you, a godlike figure, shouldn't forget even if I faint for ten days and half a month. I used to be ignorant, but I will definitely pay attention next time."

"Ouch! Ouch! Hahaha! Really! I really believe that you don't know anything now. If you put it in front of you, you won't dare to laugh at me if you give you ten more courage!"

Wang Xifeng smiled so hard that the flowers were trembling, but there was not much smile in her narrowed eyes. Her shiny and sharp eyes seemed to have a sense of judgment.

Unbelievable.

Jia Huan is only seven years old now, and he is a little brat, and his eyes are still clear and shiny. He looked at Wang Xifeng very seriously and said, "** breasts, I'm telling the truth. Although I don't remember anything, I still know that ** breasts are so beautiful!"

Wang Xifeng looked at Jia Huan's clear eyes, but she felt relieved, and she secretly laughed at herself as suspicious as she was. This young boy was not as cunning as saying these slick words.

Seeing that Jia Huan was gone, the mouse was timid as if he saw a cat. His eyes were clear and generous. He also looked good, so he felt a little more fond of it.

The uncle loves loli, and the corresponding one is naturally the young woman loves the suta.

However, because Jia Huan looks like Xiao’s mother and Aunt Zhao can be said to be the woman Wang Xifeng dislikes the most in the Jia Mansion, Wang Xifeng is less bored with him and adds a little love to him. He just likes him.

"Okay, you're just talking too much. You're in good health, so don't stay outside for too long. Go back to the house quickly. I'm busy two days ago, and I didn't have a look at you. There are a few taels of high-end ginseng in my place, so I'll send it to you later. When you're in good health, you'll have nothing to do and go to my place to play when you're free."

After saying that, he patted Jia Huan on the head and was about to leave.

After taking two steps while Jia Huan's eyes, Wang Xifeng always felt something was wrong. She felt like there were two lamps baking behind her, and she felt a little hot, especially on her buttocks...

This feeling made her feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable even walking.

Wang Xifeng suddenly paused and looked back, but saw Jia Huan with innocent eyes, just looking at her.

If Jia Huan was looking at her buttocks just now, then he should be panicked at this moment, and his vision did not move up so quickly.

Looking at Jia Huan who was giggling at her, Wang Xifeng's mouth twitched and said, "I just forgot to remind you that since you are so smart, don't forget to pay your respects to the old lady and the master. If you forget the rules of preservation in the morning and evening, carefully the master will peel your skin!"

After saying that, he didn't stop and left with his graceful waist.

...

"Xiao Jixiang, how do you look at me with this kind of eyes?"

Looking at the little radish head frowned with a pair of caterpillar-like eyebrows and looking at him with big eyes full of contempt, Jia Huan laughed dryly and asked.

"Oh my God, Master Third, how did you say such... so disgusting?"

Xiao Jixiang asked with his round eyes open and looked dumbfounded.

Jia Huan curled his lips and said, "She is very beautiful, why are you so afraid of her?"

Xiao Jixiang was shocked when he heard this. He looked around like a spy. Seeing that there was no one around him, he pulled Jia Huan and whispered: "I tell you, my mother is our mansion. No, even the mansion in the east is included, which is a very powerful person.

What my aunt is most afraid of is her, and she doesn’t like her. So, third master, don’t praise her anymore, especially you can’t praise her in front of her, otherwise my aunt will be half dead!”

Looking at Xiao Jixiang's solemn look of "I'm thinking about you", Jia Huan held back his smile and nodded, "Okay, I remember! Then are we going to run?"

When Xiao Jixiang heard this, he looked at Jia Huan speechlessly and said, "Third Master! Didn't you hear the words of **** me just now? You have to go and pay tribute to the old lady, the master and the wife."

Jia Huan grabbed his chin with a little depressed depression and said, "Don't you have to go every day, right?"

Xiao Jixiang said sympathetically: "It is necessary to conserve the morning and evening, of course I have to do it every day. Not only you, but also my aunt and grandma go there every day, but after I ask for peace, my aunt and grandma also have to go to my wife's place to set rules, which is much harder than you.

But sometimes the old ladies and the others may be busy and cannot see you in person, so they will let the maids around them come out to see you. Just know that your filial piety is the most important thing in the Jia family. The Jia family values ​​be kindness and filial piety, so you still..."

Xiao Jixiang shrugged his shoulders without help and curled his lips. The little model is cute, especially the uncle...

Jia Huan originally had a very sympathetic feeling for Aunt Zhao and his own miserable life, but after seeing Xiao Jixiang's actions, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch her perky little nose, and smiled and said, "Third Master, I'm so miserable, are you gloating?"

Xiao Jixiang felt Jia Huan's intimacy, and her little round face turned red immediately. She knocked Jia Huan off her hand and grinned, trying to scare Jia Huan.

However, doing this not only did not scare Jia Huan, but instead made him discover a pair of cute little tiger teeth in Xiao Jixiang's mouth.

"Hahaha!"

Jia Huan laughed and rubbed Xiao Jixiang's bun and said, "Okay, okay, I'll just make fun of you. Now take me to treat the old lady and the others, otherwise I will be miserable if I really care about it."

Xiao Jixiang wrinkled his nose at Jia Huan and said, "Where can I go like this? The third master must wash it clean first, then combed his hair into a horn, and change into a formal outfit to go. If you go with your hair disheveled like this, it would be strange if you don't get beaten to death by the master!"

"Total corner? Can you change your hairstyle?"

Jia Huan pleaded that he knew what hairstyle the general corner had. The two buns stood on the left and right of the head. If he stepped on two hot wheels under his feet, the whole one was Nezha and the third prince, and the white eyes were the same as Baoqiang!

"Of course not! The third master is not yet fifteen, so Yu Li can't tie his hair, so he can only do it! Third master, what is the general horn? I heard that the second master Bao is still wearing a bellyband made by Xiren! Alas, I feel wronged by the third master! Sister Xiaoque also wants to embroider a bellyband for the third master to play in the water, but there is no golden thread here..."

Looking at the regretful little auspiciousness, Jia Huan thanked the gods and Buddhas all over the sky.

Oh my God! The mandarin ducks play in the water...the bellyband?!!

He is not a pervert!

Jia Huan knew that in ancient times, this bellyband was actually the same as the vests in later generations, and was used for children to prevent cold.

However, in later generations, Jia Huan only watched bellybands on TV.

Moreover, on TV, most brothel women were open, revealing their bright red bellybands inside, swaying the silk sash in their hands, and greeting them: "Master! Come on, come on, come on, play!"

...

Jia Huan suddenly shivered. The face of the brothel woman in his mind suddenly turned into his face. He was smiling lewdly and said, "Come on, uncle! I'm sorry!"

"vomit……"

Jia Huan suddenly retching and frightened Xiao Jixiang. Aunt Zhao had repeatedly told her before leaving, asking her to take care of Jia Huan. If something went wrong with Jia Huan, she would only ask.

Xiao Jixiang held Jia Huan and asked nervously: "San Master, what's wrong with you?"

Jia Huan really didn't want to lift the word "beastband" anymore, so he changed the topic: "It seems that Jia Baoyu is not fifteen, right? How can he wear a crown with his hair?"

In Jia Huan's impression, Jia Baoyu never seemed to have a description of two "Nezha horns" hairstyles, but there was a record of wearing a purple gold crown on his head, so Jia Huan asked for this.

Xiao Jixiang curled his lips and said unworthy of his life: "Third Master, that's Master Bao'er! The ancestor's heart is sharp and his wife's flesh and blood. How do you compare with him? However, as long as the third master is not ostentatious and does not make the old lady and his wife angry, he will tie his hair. Anyway, no one cares about you, Master San."
Chapter completed!