star lord returns

The hot and cold water temperature made Nan Jing fall into a half-dream and half-awake almost immediately.

Landis helped him wash his body meticulously.

In the middle of washing, Nan Jing suddenly opened his eyes and lamented: "The final ending is really bad enough."

Calling a stop at that time, thinking about it now, Nan Jing thinks he is a bit funny.

Landis smirked, and poured a handful of water on Nan Jing's chest.

The last time, the bedside condom was gone, and Landis was too lazy to look for it, so such a funny thing happened.

"I don't want you to get pregnant again."

Landis kissed Nan Jing's slightly swollen lips lightly, "Two children are enough, I still have lingering fears when I think about the thrill of your childbirth."

Nan Jing reluctantly opened his eyes, yawned a lot, and said, "I don't want to give birth either, and I don't guarantee that I will have such a good pregnancy and get coughed by Yaohuang..."

"What about the monster phoenix?" Landis asked suspiciously.

Nan Jing was completely frightened awake, he almost exposed the ancestor of Yaohuang!

No, why didn't the ancestor of the Monster Phoenix stop him from saying his name this time?

While Nan Jing was puzzled, he laughed with Landis: "It's nothing, I'm confused."

Really?

Landis didn't ask, well, he can understand that his wife has a little secret.

Nan Jing secretly observed Landis's reaction, and found that the other party didn't seem to care too much about him, so he silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Touching the flat and firm abdomen, Nan Jing sighed: "It is said that the offspring of the Keldendon family are difficult to conceive, why is it so easy to get it here? It is unscientific!"

Landis was very calm: "It's a good thing to be able to give birth. Even if you only eat, sleep and do nothing every day from now on, you are already a great contributor to our Keldenton family."

Nan Jing burst out laughing.

It was really embarrassing for Landis to raise him like a pig.

"I am idle every day, and then wait for you to die young so that you can remarry with your son?"

Landis: "...What are you talking about?"

When you enter a den of thieves and get on a ship of thieves, where do you get off?

"You are mine for the rest of your life." Landis declared his sovereignty.

Nan Jing: "Then you have to live longer than me in this life."

After taking a shower and drying the water on his body and hair, Landis and Nan Jing hugged and lay on the same bed.

Just when Nan Jing was about to fall asleep, he heard Landis whispering in his ear: "Starting tomorrow, you will go to the Yinyi Club in the morning to practice mechs and ancient martial arts with the little uncle and the others, and come back in the afternoon Handle politics with me."

Nan Jing was extremely sleepy, didn't open his eyes, and muttered, "Why did you suddenly think about it?"

"I don't want you to remarry with your son if you die young." Landis' air pressure was a little low.

His drowsiness was scared away again.

"Ah ha ha ha Landis, you don't take it seriously, do you? You are so cute that I laughed to death."

Landis raised his hand to cover Nan Jing's mouth, gritted his teeth and said, "Sleep!"

On the morning of the second day, after Nanjing went to the nursery to play with Hexiyin for a while, he drove out the door in a silver sports car picked out from Landis' garage.

By the way, he also brought along Feng Mengmeng, who was rarely given a holiday by Landis kindly.

Under the urging of Landis, Nan Jing had obtained the driving license for the suspension vehicle within a month, and finally got rid of the need to report to the old butler De Lin every time he went out, and also applied to keep the extremely cool guards in the palace. tragic scene.

Nan Jing didn't have much research on sports cars. When he saw dozens of cars of different colors and models neatly arranged in the Landis garage, his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"Waste!"

While smacking his tongue, Nan Jing sighed with contempt for Landis, and at the same time he was itching to find something he liked.

Are you kidding me? If he had money, time and a driver's license, he would have bought a lot of sports cars, okay?

No matter what era, as a young man, the pursuit of cool sports cars is always a little more passionate than the pursuit of beauty.

The feeling of sitting in the co-pilot is completely different from the feeling of sitting in the driver's seat——

One is purely admiring the scenery, and the other is being in control.

It was the first time for Nan Jing to drive on the road alone, and he was happily speeding on the air runway, watching the cars around him being ruthlessly overtaken by him, his heart couldn't be happier!

Feng Mengmeng sat in the co-pilot's seat with a terrified expression, the specially reinforced seat belt was firmly fastened on her body, and she didn't even dare to cry when she felt the driving skills of her mother and father who were constantly tilting and swaying. !

Everywhere Nan Jing goes, the cars next to him will automatically avoid it, for fear that this novice will hit them——

Are you kidding me, the latest model of Frank's YO silver age sports car, just rubbing the paint on it will cost almost seven figures in repair fees?

Dodging in danger, a certain old driver looked at the YO Silver Age, who was riding the dust, and cursed: "Which rich second generation don't want to come out and act wild?"

Nan Jing's balance force control is not particularly good, Feng Mengmeng's body swayed to the left for a while, and swayed to the right for a while.

Finally, after Nan Jing ignorantly made the three cars evade again, Feng Mengmeng said softly: "Mother, mother and father, Mengmeng wants to vomit."

He got motion sickness!

Seeing Fengmeng's pale face, Nan Jing immediately put on an emergency brake.

The YO silver series has excellent performance, especially known for its powerful acceleration and braking.

As soon as Nan Jing braked halfway, another sports car immediately behind him knelt down!

Just listening to the series of "squeaks" sounded one after another, it was so spectacular.

Nan Jing realized that he was blocking the road, and silently moved the sports car to the side of the empty road, and opened the window to let Feng Mengmeng breathe.

One car after another passed by, and each driver consciously glanced at the guy driving through the window.

They really wanted to know which bastard who didn't even memorize the traffic rules was acting wild in mid-air!

A royal blue sports car slowly parked beside the Nanjing sports car, the window was opened, and a head poked out from inside.

"Brother, are you a novice?" A young boy who looked about 20 years old smiled at Nan Jing.

Feng Mengmeng looked at the boy and was instantly amazed.

"Brew Gorger!"

"Snapped!"

Nan Jing slapped Feng Mengmeng on the head.

With a reserved smile, Nan Jing said, "I just got my driver's license."

"My name is Al."

Al had a cigarette in his mouth, raised his lower lip towards Nan Jing, and asked, "Your biological one?"

Nan Jing: "Of course, look how much he looks like me!"

Al looked at Nan Jing with black hair, black eyes and almond eyes, and Feng Mengmeng, who had dark blonde hair, blue eyes and round pouty face: "..."

Feng Mengmeng's complexion has improved a lot.

Ai Er curled one corner of his lips towards Nan Jing, as if pointing out: "Those who didn't know thought you were planning to murder your husband's illegitimate child."

Nan Jing: "Where did my husband get his illegitimate child?"

Al sneered: "Dude, is this car your husband's? Your driving level can't reflect the essence of the YO silver series at all."

Seeing Nan Jing's displeased face, Al pointed at Feng Mengmeng: "Ask your son, those who don't know think you murdered."

After Al finished speaking, he closed the window of the car with shame, and ran away at a high speed with his butt smoking.

Nan Jing vomited blood, baring his teeth and claws: "Why is my driving skills not good enough? I'm just a kid!"

Feng Mengmeng was about to cry: "Queen, Mengmeng is scared!"

Nan Jing: "What are you afraid of?"

Feng Mengmeng wailed loudly, crying and yelling: "I want to get out of the car, Mengmeng don't want to sit in the car driven by mother and father! Mengmeng is afraid..."

Ten minutes later, Nan Jing coaxed Feng Mengmeng well with tears in his heart, drove the YO silver series sports car to a speed of 10 yards per hour, and drove towards the Silver Wing Clubhouse at a slow speed.

Feng Mengmeng finally recovered from her fear and fear, and looked at the cars passing by one after another, feeling a little stuffed.

Nan Jing is even more frustrated!

He can almost imagine how those people despised and complained about himself——

"Oh, which idiot made the YO silver series the speed of the tortoise? It's so fucking funny to me."

Finally safely arrived at the Silver Wing clubhouse, after parking the car, Nan Jing sullenly brainwashed Feng Mengmeng.

"You are not allowed to tell your father what happened today, do you understand?"

Feng Mengmeng drew circles on the ground with her toes, and said in a childish voice, "Mengmeng will not complain."

Satisfied, Nan Jing touched Feng Mengmeng's head in relief.

His son was indeed the closest to him, and he did not raise him for nothing.

When they arrived at the gate of the Silver Wing Clubhouse, Feng Mengmeng suddenly asked: "Father, can you let the emperor pick us up when we leave?"

Nan Jing: "..."

He decided to examine himself.

Holding the MVP gold card of the Silver Wing Clubhouse, he went directly to the private training ground on the top floor of the clubhouse.

The Duke of Wenman has received the entrustment from Landis in advance, and is waiting for the arrival of Nanjing here.

Ellens also brought out little Mehta, who rarely went out.