I, the villain's own father, bully others

When I woke up again, it was already a day later.When I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar room, the familiar ceiling, and the familiar bed.

Even the smell of the quilt covering her body is so familiar.Wen Ling grabbed the quilt and put it in front of her nose to take a breath, it was still the familiar good smell.

He didn't know why some vampires would covet the smell on his body, obviously he himself had never smelled the slightest smell.

But he could smell a very comfortable smell from Bai Xiao's body.Like summer grass and winter snowflakes.

Those disgusting filth and filth were washed away by the smell of grass and snowflakes.

He sat up, and the quilt slipped from his shoulders to his waist, only then did he notice that he was still naked, with marks all over his body.

Can't help but blush.The memory of last night is naturally not completely gone.Intermittent clips flashed back and forth in my mind, all of which were excessively sloppy nonsense, which made Wen Ling blush with embarrassment.

On the surface, he was deserted and spotless, like the crystal snow in the high mountains, but he was such a rambunctious guy in private, who tossed him all night.Of course, even if Wen Ling was beaten to death, she would not admit that she also cooperated with him all night.

And it was him who hung on at first.He couldn't remember again.I don't remember it, or it didn't happen, or it didn't happen.He was still a decent human being—of course he wasn't human anymore.

It was absolutely not him that he begged someone to hug him, that he sat on someone's lap, or that he clinged on tightly.

Why.Wen Ling touched `touched stomach, hungry.

He stood up and found that there was already a set of clean and tidy clothes on the table.Wen Ling picked it up, compared the size of the clothes, and was sure it wasn't Bai Xiao's.Bai Xiao's skeleton is bigger than him, and this dress is too small.

That was specially prepared for him.

It's a very ordinary style, milky white, and it complements the smell very well.But there may be other reasons, in short, Wen Ling looks ruddy, with boundless spring that cannot be concealed.

Wen Ling patted it with cold water for a long time, but it didn't make the rosiness of his face lessen. Looking in the mirror, he still looked the same.Wen Ling gave up struggling, and left the room after washing up to go to the restaurant to see if there was anything to satisfy her hunger.

Along the way, I found that the palace has really changed a lot.

First of all, there were not as many people as before. Walking all the way, there were only servants in twos and threes. When they saw him, they all greeted him with a look of fear. It wasn't that Bai Xiao had done something to them to scare these people.

There was a guy who was 1.8 meters tall and looked like he was about to cry on the spot.

Then there are all kinds of decorations.

Originally, Wen Ling felt that Bai Xiao's aesthetics had changed slightly.He likes to use pure white for everything, but after being abused by Richard VI, Wen Ling thinks that Bai Xiao's sexually cold style is more acceptable to him.

Sure enough, there will be comparisons that will stand out.

Wen Ling looked at the golden light along the way, and deeply felt that the Earl of Wright in the White World should have a good communication with Richard VI.These two tastes are almost the same, one water is resplendent and resplendent, I am afraid that people will not see his wealth.

Wen Ling saw that even the carpet had turned golden, and felt a toothache.

With Bai Xiao's obsession with cleanliness, it doesn't matter that the things in the palace have been used by others, and people are cleaning and rectifying the entire palace.Everything he couldn't see had to be replaced.

Wen Ling silently calculated the money, and after getting an astronomical figure, she gave up struggling.He has no humanity, it is only ordinary people like him who need to calculate and struggle with small profits every day.

Before Wen Ling even walked to the restaurant, she could already smell the food.He sniffed and ordered everything, from sweet to spicy, steamed to grilled, and when he looked over, he saw a variety of food on the table.

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It turned out that the old housekeeper of the palace was serving the meal.

It's just that there is no white owl on the dining table, only a fat baby with small meaty wings.The fat baby holds a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, and is much more proficient in using it than Wen Ling, a bumpkin.

Fine.In the whole family, only Wen Duoduo, who is a natural devil, has the most extensive recipes.He can't eat anything, even if you give him a pot of soil, he can swallow it hard.

It's just that the taste is not very good. How could Wen Duoduo, a picky eater, choose such a stupid behavior as eating soil.

Wen Ling thought about it, and couldn't help showing a knowing smile.In fact, Wen Duoduo is quite a picky eater, he seems to eat everything, but in fact he has choices.This is a bit like a white owl.

This guy Bai Xiao is a typical picky eater - he doesn't eat anything except blood tree juice.Maybe it's added now.Wen Ling, who is one of Bai Xiao's recipes, couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, and couldn't help but patted his shoulder.

Last night, it was a little worn out by Bai Xiao's teeth.Although the wound had healed, Wen Ling always felt that there was still something strange about her body.It is probably a psychological effect.

After all, when I looked at it in the morning, there was only a little red mark there.

That's good too, Wen Ling saw that Wen Duoduo was still a picky eater, and thought silently, maybe he wouldn't have much interest in swallowing up the whole world in this way.

The world is not tasty.Is it because the fried chicken is no longer delicious, or the cake is no longer attractive.Wen Duoduo took a bite of a small cake, without chewing.

The old father frowned when he saw his aggressive swallowing method, and walked over to grab Wen Duoduo.Wen Duoduo was still holding a piece of meat in his mouth, but was pulled up by Wen Ling, and even the meat on his mouth fell back to the dinner plate.

He stretched his legs and hands, and looked at the dinner plate eagerly, as if trying to reach the meat on the table, the corners of Wen Ling's eyes twitched.

Is this the little disaster victim who has been hungry for a whole year?

"Wen Duoduo. You have eaten enough, you can't eat any more." Wen Ling held Wen Duoduo in one hand, and rubbed Wen Duoduo's round belly with the other hand, as if hiding a small watermelon Same, bulging one.

That is to say, the devil's physique is special, not to mention becoming a big fat man, just like this way of eating, an ordinary child would have burst his stomach long ago.Wen Duoduo's stomach is like a bottomless pit, nothing can be seen at the bottom.

Wen Duoduo was uncomfortable being carried, her legs dangled twice, and she even argued: "Dad, I didn't eat much." It was still early.He didn't feel full at all.

Put him down quickly, he can still eat!

Wen Ling was unmoved, and put Wen Duoduo on his lap, and he did it.The old butler quickly delivered his exclusive food.Same as Bai Xiao's, it's still the sap of the blood tree.But this time, instead of just having a cup, it was made into a blood jelly. Knowing Wen Ling's taste, it was specially made into a spicy one.

Wen Duoduo was carried by him, and he didn't dare to move on Wen Ling's legs, so he could only ask the old butler next to him for help.The old butler was like a doting grandson, he was so used to smelling duoduo that he didn't know how to restrain himself.

The housekeeper interceded for Wen Duoduo: "Mr. Wen, the prince didn't eat much either."

Wen Ling picked up the spoon and took a meal.Well, just a day away, and his demon brat is promoted to prince.The status is not small, much higher than his father's status.

Wen Ling narrowed her eyes and looked at the little fat man on her lap.Well, anyway, Wen Duoduo is also Bai Xiao's son.Bai Xiao is the king, and it is not wrong for Wen Duoduo to be the prince.

It's just pity for his biological father - an ordinary commoner, who is not worthy of being relatives with this family.

Wen Ling squeezed the prince's round buttocks, and poked his soft face.So what about the prince, he can pinch and poke whenever he wants.

Ah.prince.

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