Quickly wear: The villain’s mother is pampered

After the mother and son had had enough wine and food, they returned home together. They did not notice that the birdsong around them became less and less as they got closer to the home, until finally it was completely silent.

Jiang Qinghuai only noticed something unusual, but when he was asked to speak carefully, he couldn't express it, so he just thought he was overthinking it.

Shen Zhiyi called Jiang Qinghuai to her room and planned to give him a good talk. After all, if she has such ability and does not guide it correctly, it may lead to big mistakes in the future.

As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by the fragrant fragrance of flowers and the smell of herbs mixed with it. Although it was strange, it was not unpleasant.

The further we walked in, the stronger and stronger the smell became, to the point where it was almost suffocating.

Only then did the mother and son realize that today was unnatural. Could it be that a thief had come? !

As early as a few years ago, Shen Zhiyi was not used to living with people watching everywhere. Although these people were only there to serve them, Shen Zhiyi finally decided to invite them all out.

In the huge ancient house, only Shen Zhiyi, mother and son, and two bodyguards guarding the door were left to prevent others from entering by mistake.

Shen Zhiyi wanted to go to the door and call the two bodyguards, but Jiang Qinghuai was a brat and was not afraid of this and walked forward quietly.

Shen Zhiyi saw that he had no choice and could not let Jiang Qinghuai go alone, so he followed him.

The two held hands, walked lightly, and leaned forward slowly.

Walking to the corner of the wall, the two of them poked their heads out slightly and saw a tall figure wearing white clothes, with a relaxed posture like lying on a soft sofa. As the clothes slid, the snow-white skin underneath was also exposed. come out.

Shen Zhiyi felt more and more familiar as he looked at it, but he couldn't remember it.

When the mother and son wanted to observe for a while, they suddenly heard a clear voice, as soft and slow as a hidden spring: "Come in, don't hide there."

This voice gradually awakened Shen Zhiyi's memories that had been buried for many years. It was him, the shikigami who had been sleeping for a long time.

Jiang Qinghuai didn't know this, and he couldn't help feeling that this thief was so arrogant. He rushed out quickly, raised the broom he had just taken, and swept behind the man.

He used a lot of strength. Shen Zhiyi could still hear the sound of breaking wind in the air even from a distance, and exclaimed: "Qinghuai! Stop it!"

But now he couldn't stop even if he wanted to, but the man sitting on the sofa remained motionless, his fingers gently sweeping towards Jiang Qinghuai who was attacking him.

Jiang Qinghuai and the broom were seen floating directly in mid-air, getting rid of the control of gravity.

Except for him, Shen Zhiyi and Jiang Qinghuai all opened their eyes wide and looked at this scene in disbelief.

It was also the first time that Shen Zhiyi clearly saw Shi Shen's ability, which shocked her beyond measure. Just such a gentle sweep, which was probably only one thousandth of his ability, was already so powerful.

But the most important thing now is that Jiang Qinghuai is still hanging in the air, although he himself does not look very scared, but rather curious and excited.

She saw the man's lips slightly parted not far away: "Shi...husband, you'd better put Qinghuai down!"

Jiang Qinghuai opened his mouth wide and looked at his so-called father carefully.

His eyebrows were clear and distinguished, and his whole body exuded dignity and elegance. His long black hair was like flowing water, hanging lazily behind him. When he looked at him, his eyes were calm, as if he were looking at everything in the world.

He looks pretty good, but what are you looking at him with?

His voice was magnetic and low, but it made people's hearts tremble for no reason: "Okay!"

After saying that, he actually threw Jiang Qinghuai to the ground on the spot, landing directly on his buttocks.

"Ouch!" A huge shout echoed in the room.

However, neither of the two people present stepped forward to help him. He himself was the culprit who caused Jiang Qinghuai to fall to the ground, so naturally he would not go up. Shen Zhiyi also wanted Jiang Qinghuai to remember it long enough to avoid being so reckless next time.

Shen Zhiyi looked at Shikigami, whom he had not seen for nine years. His appearance had not changed at all, and time seemed to have stopped on him.

Their eyes met and time suddenly stopped.

Jiang Qinghuai's sudden voice sounded again: "Mom! Is he really my father?"

Shen Zhiyi immediately avoided his gaze and looked at Jiang Qinghuai awkwardly: "Yes."

His eyes did not leave, looking at his wife with a slight smile, his smiling expression was frozen by the mask.

Somewhat strangely, his wife was much less enthusiastic about him than before.

Jiang Qinghuai was thrown by the clan god. Not only was he not angry, but he felt a sense of admiration. Isn't this trick too cool? !

"Hey, can you...Dad teach me the hanging technique just now?" Jiang Qinghuai looked expectant.

His expression would change, but he would still have the same smile that never changed: "No!"

"Why!" Jiang Qinghuai was a little angry, why should he be able to do it but not himself?

Uishen just said lightly: "I am different from you."

Jiang Qinghuai also knew the true identity of his father, and even because of this, he became even more presumptuous. After all, in the entire family, he was considered the second eldest son, and the eldest son was his mother.

Shen Zhiyi was afraid that Jiang Qinghuai would cause any trouble again, so he quickly drove him away.

Now only Shen Zhiyi and Shi Shen were left on the field, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"you……"

"I……"

"It's better for you to talk first!"

Ujigami spoke in a calm voice with a smile: "Okay! I have fully recovered now, and I will not fall into a deep sleep again."

"Well, that's good."

Ujigami's calm and gentle voice sounded again: "What did you want to say just now?"

"Do you want to sleep?" After asking, Shen Zhiyi felt that he was speaking out, and the surrounding atmosphere fell into a subtle feeling.

However, the god was not affected at all. It was like a smiling statue that had been placed in the temple for thousands of years, maintaining its eternal appearance. The lingering smoke influenced him: "No need! I can just go back to the sculpture to cultivate myself."

"Okay!" Shen Zhiyi felt relieved, but also felt faintly disappointed.

At night, Shen Zhiyi lay on the soft and white quilt, feeling warm all over her body, but thinking about the fact that Shishen was not far away in the same room, she always felt a little awkward at times.

The night is like water...