Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

[I have hidden clues in the music. If you can decipher and find them, you will know why I can know your every move. 】

Shangguan Xiaotian curled his lips, seriously suspecting that this was a trap.

【Do you think I'm stupid? Will I easily believe your conspiracy? 】

The other party sent a mocking expression, [Little brother, you are so timid. How can I hide a time bomb in a piece of music? And don’t you have a PhD in psychology? Are you still worried about being hypnotized and psychologically suggested? It must be because you are not good at studying. 】

Shangguan Xiaotian puffed up his cheeks and said, "Your provocation method doesn't work on me. This song is too unpleasant. I don't like it. If you have the ability, please send me a nice song." 】

Xiaogang sent a look of disdain: [How can a good song be challenging? A coward, a useless mouse, will always be defeated by my brother. 】

Shangguan Xiao's temper was bad: "The beans are burning and the beans are weeping in the cauldron. They grow from the same root. Why fry each other in a hurry?" 】

Xiaogang sneered: [Forget it if you don’t dare to try, you are a coward, you little mouse. 】

Xiao Songguo tugged on Shangguan Xiaotian's sleeve and said, [Cousin, don't listen to him, he won't tell you the truth, maybe he wants to hypnotize you. 】

[I know, I won’t be fooled. 】 Shangguan Xiaotian nodded.

In the evening, after the children were tired from playing, they went back to their rooms to sleep. Little Song Guo went to Shangguan Xiaotian's room.

"Cousin, you shouldn't be curious and want to hear that murderous song, right?"

Shangguan Xiaotian blinked. To be honest, he was planning to listen, "You've learned a lot about micro-expressions recently."

Little Pinecone's big round eyes rolled a few times. In fact, he was a little curious, "How about we listen together?"

"That's not possible." Shangguan Xiaotian shook his head, "This is very dangerous."

"Didn't you say that children can't be hypnotized? As long as they can't be hypnotized, there's nothing to worry about." Little Pinecone said.

"But children can also be psychologically suggested." Shangguan Xiaotian said.

"I don't know how. I am a person with strong willpower." Little Pinecone shook his head and said, "It's too dangerous for you to listen alone. If you are hypnotized, I can save you."

Shangguan Xiaotian thought about it and agreed.

Putting on the headphones, the two of them listened together.

As Little Pinecone listened, she felt more and more sad, and couldn't help but think of her home in New City.

"Cousin, I want to cry."

He shed tears as he spoke.

"Be strong and stop being psychologically suggestive. This is a song that can make people depressed or even desperate." Shangguan Xiaotian patted him on the shoulder.

Little Pinecone raised her sleeves and wiped the tears from her face.

"Cousin, have you heard any secret?"

"Not yet." Shangguan Xiaotian shook his head, "I guess he just lied to me. There is never a word of truth in his mouth. He is a liar."

"Well, even his face is fake." Little Pinecone nodded vigorously.

At this moment, Shangguan Xiaotian's eyes fell on his face, and he was stunned with an incredible expression.

Then, he raised his hand and tapped Little Pinecone's face.

"Little Pinecone, you...are you wearing a human skin mask?"

A violent panic passed over Little Pinecone's shoulders, and he hurriedly covered his face, "No, you... you saw it wrong, this is my face."

It's over. I must have cried too much today. My tears soaked the mask and it didn't stick tightly.

Shangguan Xiaotian turned off the music, "No, no, no, I read it right, you are wearing a human skin mask."

Little Pinecone jumped up from the sofa, "I'm tired, I'm going home." Thirty-six strategies, escape is the best strategy.

As soon as he ran to the door, he was pulled back by Shangguan Xiaotian.

"Little Pinecone, we are best friends. You can't lie to a good friend, or I will be angry."