One punch and one ghost, you say this is mental illness?

Chen Twelve laughed, and said, "This is called a convertible, that's what it looks like, isn't it cool?"

He Yan squinted his eyes, turned his head to look at the rapidly retreating things to the right.

When they arrived at the shopping mall, Chen Twelve stopped the car and walked in with He Yan.

This is He Yan's first time visiting a shopping mall. He opened his mouth wide in surprise from time to time, wanting to touch everything he saw.

It's just that his white coat and hospital gown are a bit eye-catching.

After walking into a men's clothing store, Chen Twelve pointed at the clothes and said to He Yan, "What clothes do you like?"

The staff in the store immediately gathered around, poured tea and water enthusiastically, and said, "Master Chen is here, what clothes do you want to buy today?"

"Buy it for him. Look at him and make him look handsome." Chen Twelve pointed at He Yan and said.

Several staff members turned their heads to look at He Yan who was walking to the side. Although they saw that he was wearing strange clothes, they didn't dare to neglect, and immediately enthusiastically matched He Yan's clothes.

He Yan pouted, touching this one and that one.

Finally, under the suggestion of the staff, I matched a literary and artistic costume.

The moment he came out of the fitting room, Chen Twelve was drinking a cup of Longjing tea. He stopped drinking the tea and his eyes widened.

"Fuck, shit, shit, shit, He Yan, you, you, you, you are as handsome as this young master after you dress up." Chen Twelve stood up and walked around He Yan.

The staff next to him also had an expression of astonishment.

He Yan looked at himself in the mirror, a little strange, but not completely strange.

He stared at it for ten seconds, grinned, and said, "Bendiga is so handsome again."

"He Yan, did you choose other clothes?" Chen Twelve asked
He Yan shook his head.

Chen Twelve rubbed his chin, how could he do it with only one set of clothes?He took He Yan's hand and walked out, then left a word.

"Pack up everything he touched just now and send it to my house."

The staff immediately took action. Chen Twelve was a member of their family, and this shopping mall was also developed by Chen's father. He was simply a living god of wealth.

The two got into the car and drove towards a nearby five-star hotel.

Liu Yishou had been waiting at the door for a while, and he was also taken aback when he saw He Yan who had changed his face.

"Come on, let's go in." Chen Twelve greeted, and the three walked into the hotel.

Chen Twelve looked a little ruffian, like a domineering president.

He Yan has exquisite facial features, especially like the big boy next door.

Liu Yishou, on the other hand, gave the impression of being aloof.

The three handsome guys walked together, attracting frequent glances from the people in the hotel.

Entering the private room, Chen Twelve waved his big hand: "Every dish will be served."

The three of them were sitting in a large private room for 20 people, the table was full of delicacies, and they were too dazzled to see.

He couldn't help lamenting that he only had one mouth, and he couldn't bear it.

This is like serving all the food in his life.

Liu Yishou, who was well-informed, was slightly surprised. This young master of the Chen family was very generous.

After a full meal, He Yan slumped on the chair, touched his stomach, and burped: "It's so full, it's so delicious." '

"I'll bring you here often after I like to eat." Chen Twelve smiled lightly.

It was already dark after dinner, Liu Yishou wanted He Yan to go home in his car.

But Chen Twelve said, "Why are you in such a hurry to go home, go, go to my house to play."
"It's inconvenient to bother you." Liu Yishou politely refused.

Chen Twelve patted Liu Yishou on the shoulder and said, "Captain, we are now colleagues. What's wrong with you going to your subordinate's house for a sit-down?" '

"Do you have any games to play at home?" He Yan suddenly interjected.

"Yes, there are big ones." Chen Twelve said with a smile.

He Yan's eyes lit up, but he missed Liu Yishou's big soft bed. He looked at Liu Yishou and said, "Then let's go play for a while?"

"Okay." Liu Yishou nodded.

The three drove back to Chen Twelve's home.

It was a huge manor, the huge luxurious iron gate was opened, and two cars entered the manor one by one.

Going around a small garden, I finally came to a castle-like house.

In front of the house is a large yard of hundreds of square meters. There is a large flower bed in the center of the big yard, and a dozen top luxury cars are parked on both sides of the yard.

"Are you the emperor?" He Yan asked Chen Twelve with his mouth slightly open.

Chen Twelve threw the car keys to the oncoming butler, and said with a smile, "Not really, maybe I'm a prince."

The three of them got out of the car and walked into the gate, surrounded by eight servants on the left and right sides, they all bent down and said, "Welcome young master, come home."

"Mom, look who I brought here." Chen Twelve shouted.

Mrs. Chen, who was sitting on the sofa in the huge living room, turned her head, and immediately stood up with surprise on her face: "Why are you tired, come quickly, come and sit here with Auntie."

The three of them sat on the sofa, and Mrs. Chen looked at He Yan with a smile on her face, which made one like it more and more.

He Yan ate the fruit on the table, looking up at the luxurious villa from time to time.

"Vampire, didn't you say there are games to play?" He Yan turned to look at Chen Twelve.

Mrs. Chen twitched the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were red again.

Chen Twelve hurriedly comforted: "Mom, this is a blessing in disguise. I am immortal now. I am still young after you and Dad die."

"You brat." Mrs. Chen raised her hand and slapped Chen Twelve across the face.

Chen Twelve stuck out his tongue and said, "No, what I mean is, my grandson is dead and I'm not dead yet, bah bah bah, mom, go and rest, I'll take them to play."

Mrs. Chen nodded and said with a smile: "Captain Liu, why are you tired, you play, don't be restrained at Auntie's house, just be your own."

"Okay, Mrs. Chen." Liu Yishou smiled politely.

After Mrs. Chen left, Chen Twelve said, "Let's go, let's play a game."

The fourth floor of the manor, this floor has about 2000 square meters, all of which were transformed into a game room by Chen Twelve, with various video games in it.

Liu Yishou couldn't help sighing: "It's so inhumane."

He Yan let out a wow, walked back and forth and said, "Where's the controller? Bendija wants to play with the controller."

"Here." Chen Twelve greeted, and the three of them sat down in front of a big screen, each holding a joystick in his hand, playing happily.

The happiness of a man is so simple, and he played until one o'clock in the morning without knowing it.

He Yan's stomach growled, obviously hungry again.

Chen Twelve took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the butler. Half an hour later, the three of them went to the dining room.

This dining room was as big as the canteen of Jiangcheng Mental Hospital, with a large rectangular table of more than ten meters.

He Yan ran to sit on one of them and stretched out his arms vigorously.

Chen Twelve asked, "What are you doing?"

"Is there someone with long arms in your family? Otherwise, the table is so long, how can you get the dishes on the other side?" He Yan asked suspiciously.

The old butler laughed, and then gave He Yan a popular science.

I don't know if he listened to it or not, anyway, after all kinds of delicious meals were served, He Yan just ate them.

This supper is almost on top of the New Year's Eve dinner, okay?

After eating, He Yan yawned and said, "Bendiga is sleepy."

"Come on, I'll take you to sleep." Chen Twelve stood up and said.

They walked out of the dining room, and when they passed the living room, Father Chen ran downstairs in a hurry in his pajamas.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Chen Twelve asked quickly.

Father Chen ran out of the door in a panic and said, "He's dead again."