Evil Spiritist

Living in a more luxurious villa, Situ Tian felt that some part of his nerves must have been numb.

Is the economic outlook distorted?

Maybe.

He went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of fruit juice. If it wasn't for the special "physique" of his sons, he would have almost agreed to the two servants that Young Master Heidi planned to keep.

The original orange juice tasted a little bit bitter, and it succeeded in calming down Situ Tian, ​​and he began to think carefully about the relationship between himself and his sons.

There is no doubt that whether these sons are born by Tian has nothing to do with him, Situ Tian, ​​and he believes that these children have nothing to do with the original version and blood.

So what made him feel sad and even collapsed?

He believes that it should be the concealment and deception of the sons.

The memory of the sky that Situ Tian had obtained was limited, and the fragments that mentioned buns were even rarer. The original source of all the information about this strange land was his most beloved children.

However, it was these steamed stuffed buns that made his heart ache deeply deceived him, they were not even of human blood...

A bitter smile appeared on Situ Tian's lips, and he held the fifth son Slater in his arms who had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Baby...good night."

He put the fifth child in the bedroom on the second floor, covered the quilt thoughtfully, and before leaving, Situ Tian did not forget to press a few wet kisses on Slater's forehead.

Perhaps this would make him feel a little more at ease.

After the five buns were settled, Situ Tian went downstairs, and the three buns who had regained consciousness were surrounded by the boss, at a loss.

If it was exposed from the beginning, wouldn't it be necessary to worry about it now?

Just because I care.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo my carrots, my heart hurts so much!"

"Isn't it okay to buy your broken carrots yourself? Hmph! I'm worse than you. I can't eat all the delicious food out there. Now only the braised pork he cooks is the best to my taste! Is there anyone who suffers more than me? I probably won’t eat meat for the rest of my life.”

For a lifetime - what a cruel word for the Dragon Clan.

Their life is simply too long, only thinking that in the future they will probably never have contact with the man who "likes" cooking at home, Long Chensi can't feel better, no matter what.

"Calm down first, maybe things are not as bad as imagined." Xiong Mao rubbed his temples, feeling helpless and more deeply remorseful.

Actually drank too much...

God knows how much he hates wine, it's such a terrible delay!

Xiong Mao and Jiu absolutely clash!

"Why can't it be so bad!" Si Lang rubbed his nose all over the boss, "Yan, you are talking!"

say what?

The boss, who is not good at words, finds it very difficult.

So he simply pointed behind the buns, "Dad is here."

Very good, the four buns were satisfied to find that the man's expression did not change when he heard this address.

Maybe it's... numb?Desperate?

No, just hope not.

"Father..." It was rare for the four of them to be in unison.

Although the boss has no expression, the anticipation and anxiety in his eyes are definitely not fake.Although Xiong Mao tried his best to keep calm, the trembling of his fingers and the slow and unsteady movement of holding up his glasses all showed that his mood at this time was not as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.

As for the third child and the fourth child, they have never been face-saving people. These two people have already trampled up the face and integrity together and ate it.

It's only a catty more for saving face!

Don't do it.

"Dad, Dad... I'm sooo...I'm sorry for you!" Si Lang hugged the man's slender thigh and began to cry, the thin fabric was soon completely wet.

This made Si Lang both excited and distressed. Is he showing weakness and pretending to be pitiful now, or is he eating tofu indirectly?

Maybe even he couldn't figure it out.

Life is so depressing~~

Although Long Chensi was not as ferocious as the youngest crying, he climbed onto the man's arm and locked it tightly, not to be outdone.

Maybe this will give him a sense of security, a solid sense of security.

"I'm very sorry."

Anyway, he is also a dragon, and the etiquette that should be learned has never been far behind.

Situ Tian sighed silently. Before he could speak, he patted the fourth and third children to let them relax a little. Then he took out something from his pocket, which successfully made Long Chensi's eyes shine.

——It was Huang Li, his favorite Huang Li!

I thought it was lost or damaged, but I didn't expect it to be put away by a man?

"Thank you...thank you..." For a dragon who had been blindsided by the fact that he didn't have a calendar since he was a child, this move of the man was like a ray of sunshine in the darkness.

Holding the almanac with both hands, Long Chensi thought seriously: Maybe there are some things that I can confess to the man?Even if it's not his own...I still want to continue to eat with shamelessness.

"Father..." Long Chensi pursed his lips and whispered.

Situ Tian was slightly taken aback. If he had deliberately ignored those before, then this sound cannot be ignored.

The cute four little dragons actually cried.

This is a completely different concept from being ravaged and crying when fighting with other buns before. On the pale little face, the crystal tears glistened and made people worry.

Situ Tian immediately softened his heart, fuck the blood, these are my sons, whoever dares to rob me will fight with them!

"Little Dragon, don't cry!"

Long Chensi fell into a warm embrace in a blink of an eye. The man's shoulders were not broad enough, and his chest was not strong enough. He was obviously a very thin man, but he was very comfortable and made people feel peaceful.

"Can I stay?."

"Of course, but your parents..."

"It's gone." Long Chensi wiped the water stains on his face, gritted his teeth and whispered, "As you can see, I am a descendant of the dragon clan. But I am different from Boss Dead Wolf. They may one day Go back to the territory of my own race, but I won't, I am a person driven by the race, the two dragons who gave birth to me...they, want me to die. Are you...would you like me to stay...?"

"Fuck—who dares to let you die!" Situ Tian gritted his teeth fiercely and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "As long as you call me Dad, you will be my own son from now on, but we want to see who dares to let my family die. The cute little dragon is going to die..."

Even if I will die in the kitchen, I have to fight the opponent to the end!

Roar--

Papa completely burned.

Long Chensi showed a faint but genuine smile, "I want to eat braised pork."

"Okay! Let's have braised pork for lunch!" Dad clenched his fists and decided to add some eggs and melon slices to the braised pork today!

Xiaolong has never liked vegetables, so he can only put more effort into meat dishes.

Long Chensi was all smiles, and he didn't realize that his lunch was about to become a disaster.

A long, long time ago, when he had not completely left Dragon Eggshell, he had already lost the right to act like a baby to his parents, because they believed that their blood was impure and did not come entirely from their blood.

Oh bloody blood!

Do you have an affair and your private life is messed up and all that has something to do with me?

Just because I was born without the Dragon Calendar in the eggshell, all the faults are placed on me who don't understand anything. This is the attitude of the Dragon Clan patriarch and the patriarch towards their children... It's so funny.

Family, family, are extremely extravagant things for him.

But maybe it will be different from today. Although this man is just an ordinary human being, he is the only one who treats him well without any compensation.

Even if he is weak and has no great ability, I can protect him in the future!

What a big deal!

Long Zai suddenly became proud again, because he suddenly found out that he was not a freelancer, he could be a bodyguard!

very good.

The impure dragon blood will not be able to transform into their most powerful form after adulthood, but because of this accident, Long Chensi felt the toughness and difference of adulthood in advance.

Let those bastards in the past regret it!

Being able to normalize the shape is the most powerful slap in the face.

Xiaolong rubbed back and forth on his father's body, but Si Lang and Yan lost their minds for a while.

It's not impossible to tell their identities, but... after the talk, the possibility of the man accepting him again is very low, very low.

He and Yan are not without parents, but because of some things they had to come out, sooner or later they will return to the territory and inherit everything that has been locked up in them.

So, are they still eligible to stay here?

no more...

Si Lang lowered his face, his eyes were burning and piercing.

This is the real him, not pretending to be tender with a baby face, not being coquettish and begging for hugs...

Situ Tian felt chills down his spine when he saw him, but he was filled with anger in his heart.

"Stinky boy, it's against you?" Finally, the father couldn't help but pinched the third child's face fiercely, "Dare to stare at your father like this? Do you want to be beaten like Xiaolong?"

"I... Dad, woo woo woo..." Sanbaozi who insisted on a mature and perfect image for less than a minute quickly rushed over, and ate his father's beautiful tofu shamelessly.

"Dad, don't want me. Yan and I will be very good. How about building a house of gold for Dad when we inherit the castle in the future?"

"Forget it, little wolf, your dad doesn't have that extravagant dream." Situ Tian rubbed this ambitious little guy vigorously, "If one day you leave, remember not to tell me in advance."

"Well, I'll take you with me." Si Lang's eyes lit up, he knew that this man had accepted him, and he was unwilling to just be like this.

I must not let my father have the opportunity to abandon me!

"Hmph - he won't go with you!"

"Xiaolong? Are you itchy?"

"Dead wolf, you wait for Laozi's next transformation, and I will definitely crush you to death with my ass!"

"I'm looking forward to it! Hehe..."

"Cough—" Xiong Mao, whose sense of existence suddenly became low, suddenly burst into bubbles.

He is not as thick-skinned and coquettish as the third and fourth, and he does not have the papaya face of the boss who silently deals with everything. His race is very special, and his position is also very special.

"I can't guarantee the future, but I choose to stay."

"Your words are enough, kitten." Situ Tian was very happy.

Humph, look...the sons are all mine!

Dad was secretly happy.

But Xiong Mao discussed with him very helplessly, "Can you change the name, this is just a random barking by the little wolf."

"I think it sounds good."

"Okay, if you insist." Xiong Mao no longer refuted the man with a bright smile in front of him, but the absence of a figure in the living room made him a little puzzled.

We are all exposed...

But why are we exposed?

Why did he suddenly become the original body, even lost his mind and couldn't control his body?

Slater...why is he the only one who hasn't been exposed?

Even if he is a human race, the light wing is really a special bloodline for the human race, even more eye-catching than us high-level races.

Some things seem to have to be seriously thought about.

In the bedroom on the second floor, the pure white wings unintentionally lifted a corner of the quilt.