Immortal, save me!

When Le Zhi heard this, his eyes widened, his stomach turned, and he immediately covered his mouth and ran to the corner to vomit.

The two demons in the corner could hear their words. After Mo Yin finished speaking, their eyes widened in horror and they trembled.

When Le Zhi came back after vomiting the sour water, he said, "If you want to eat, these two monsters will be given to you."

Le Zhi was dumbfounded and pointed at Mo Yin: "You, you, you, you, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he ran to the corner and vomited.

For a moment, an indescribable smell floated out of the room. Mo Yin frowned and simply got up and walked to the bed to check on Luo Jin.

Luo Jin was still asleep at this time. He was a half-grown boy with a childish and delicate face, his eyes were closed tightly, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

The young man's expression was full of pain and uneasiness, as if he was struggling in a quagmire, being pulled by countless hateful hands and falling into the abyss.

In the dream, Luo Jin seemed to have returned to four years ago, when he was only eight years old.

The huge mansion, with its carved beams and painted edifices, pavilions and pavilions, was magnificent. The little boy was dressed in brocade clothes, with his back straight, standing in the study room with his hands folded, and reporting his study status to his father sitting above him in a serious manner.

The sun was splashing outside the window, and the golden light coated the young man's immature face with a layer of gold powder. He had a mother-like appearance, beautiful face, and energetic spirit. If you look closely, you can see that he has similar eyebrows and temperament to the man sitting boldly in front of the table.

The young boy's immature voice sounded: "Father, my child's homework has been completed. Where is the reward you mentioned?"

The man coughed with a serious face, serious on his face, but he was anxious and embarrassed in his heart. He forgot to prepare a reward for his son. He glanced aside, not looking at his son's quiet gaze that seemed to see through everything.

In fact, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened. Counting it carefully, this is the third time. It’s not that he doesn’t pay attention to his son, it’s just that he doesn’t know how to choose a gift for his son. Plus, he is busy with official duties, so every time He was dragged back and finally had to pull his wife to the rescue.

I still remember the first time he gave a gift to his son. At that time, he wanted to have a daughter, but instead he gave birth to a son. After several years of hard work, the daughter was still nowhere to be found. When he was passing by a clothing store, he went in out of the blue. When he took the beautiful (actually red and green) girl's clothes to put on for his son, and then amidst the concealed or unconcealed laughter around him, his half-understanding son seemed to notice something, and suddenly he was shocked. He started crying, and everything ended with him being chased and beaten by his wife with a broom.

Thinking of this, the man coughed lightly. Although he had made several mistakes, he still had the dignity of being a father.

The man stood up and said in a low and serious voice: "The reward is with your mother. Come on, I will take you to get it."

With that said, the man walked straight past the boy and walked out.

There is nothing strange about his face.

But I am muttering in my heart, Madam, my husband’s image of a strict father in his son’s heart depends on you.

The little boy looked at the man's back suspiciously. He followed the man obediently, not believing what the man said at all. Did he really think that he was a child and that he could be easily deceived? Forget it once, how could he still believe it the second time and the third time?

But the little boy didn't show it at all on his face, but in his heart he was watching his father's joke. He would never admit that he was just thinking about his father dressing up in women's clothes two years ago!