Close the door, let the devil out

Proxies cannot be escaped.

For the upper class, a marriage often brings not only the union of two people, but also the cooperation of two surnames. In this process, only by firmly grasping the dominance of software and hardware can we be invincible.

Although this was not necessary for Qin Mu, he was still very grateful to his relatives whom he hadn't seen a few times.Of course, the most important thing is that he knows that it is not a problem for His Majesty the Demon King to get rid of it with worldly things, and this master who does not eat fireworks does not realize that whose name is written on the real estate certificate is the key to getting married. .

So on the other hand, His Majesty the Demon King is a thorough romantic, as long as he loves, he can give anything.

Even when these elders looked at him with incomparably thick skins and natural expressions, Parianth still smiled without any displeasure.

After all, it was all his and none of it was his.

He has no pressure to let go of the property that was easily obtained without hard work. Anyway, it is for his wife. It doesn't matter, as long as the wife is his.

He must have loved his cousin (cousin) (cousin) (cousin) badly. This is the common aspiration of every unmarried or married brother and sister of the same generation present. Anyone who wants jewelry or jewelry, who is stingy as a gift, immediately feels confused about what it is for, throw it away quickly, and find something like this!

Find someone who is good-looking, talented, considerate, loves you to death, and is willing to give up all your wealth for you!

Generous, decent, calm enough, promising!Very well, most of the previous dissatisfaction of the elders disappeared immediately, and smiles appeared on the faces of Hades.

Bershir, who was squatting in the corner from head to toe to grow mushrooms, watched the secret communication between these people, and kept complaining in his heart.

Humans are so shallow!

……

I thought that the issue of marriage reform and property, which was the most troublesome upper class concern, ended like this, and the atmosphere in the living room seemed to have changed instantly.

Friendliness is no longer judgment.

People say that a person's character can be best seen on the wine table and gambling table.

Now is the time for dinner. There is no doubt that there is a super big round table with delicious dishes, followed by wine.

The red wine should be drunk elegantly, and the wine should be tasted carefully. Of course, this cannot satisfy the needs of the men present to bring down a certain devil happily.

A bottle of Erguotou, we are friends!

Needless to say, traditional Chinese spirits are just right, burn all the way to the end, a mouthful of strong neck, happy!

Attention every male compatriots, if you can’t put him down, let’s jump the steel pipe collectively!

"Well, you can eat some snacks to pad your stomach first, and ask, how much can you drink?" Qin Mu knows the traditional Chinese program without guessing, and the drinking capacity of the brothers who have been drinking all the year round does not need to be explained. Li Ansi does not open the cheating device, and it will be a matter of time before he gets down.

How many?That's a really good question.

"I don't know." In the long memory of the devil, he has never been drunk, and even rarely touches alcohol. What's so good about this bitter taste?

"It's up to you." Qin Mu patted him on the shoulder and gave him a self-seeking look.

But after taking two shots, looking at a group of brothers who were staring at each other, their eyes suddenly rolled, and a thought that was always suppressed came up.

You know about drinking and having sex.

I know how to manipulate anything casually.

Everyone knows Qin Mu's ultimate goal.

Therefore, at this moment, Qin Mu's camp changed immediately.

A small hand slowly covered the transparent wine bottle, entered it, and quickly touched it, but suddenly the bottle moved away, a white and tender hand touched his head, and then pinched him With a smile on his face, he said with a smile: "Ah, children can't drink alcohol yet, come on, let's make do with juice."

As soon as the words fell, a glass of orange juice with floating pulp appeared in front of Bersheer, and a beautiful sister looked at him with a smile.

Boshir stared at the orange juice indifferently, then stretched out his hand to take a sip, then put it down calmly, then jumped off the chair very calmly, walked around to Qin Mu's side, and tugged at the corner of Qin Mu's clothes.

Ah, I almost forgot about my dad.

Qin Mu hurriedly bent down and looked at Bosher with a sneer. It would be very troublesome for the pseudo-child to quarrel at this time.

Boshir opened his arms, motioning for Qin Mu to hug him.

From the initial violent jump to the current calmness, the act of holding a child is a history of blood and tears for Bershire.

"Are you missing your father?" There was a burst of laughter from the side.

Qin Mu hugged Bersheer with black lines dripping, and put it on his lap in fear. Parian, who was next to him, glanced at him, which Bersheer ignored for the first time.

The moment Lord Demon, who was already depressed to the extreme, sat down firmly, he grabbed the wine glass in front of Qin Mu and wiped it all away.

I have been wanting to drink away my worries for a long time, no one can stop me!

The author has something to say: I didn’t realize that this has become an update every other day, TAT

Today, my aunt visited Jialadong, and went to the food festival to see the delicious food, but she didn't have an appetite. It's really tragic.

57. The wine field is like a battlefield...

Qin Mu's chin dropped, and the eyeballs around him slammed all over the place. That's Erguotou at 52°, not sweet wine with less than 2°. This kid is so promising.

"Are you okay?" Qin Mu shuddered, and immediately picked up Douding on his lap, wow, blushing!

"Mu Mu!" Two enhanced shouts came from the main seat, and Qin's parents and Mrs. Qin stood up together, strode quickly around the round table, and Mrs. Qin snatched it from Qin Mu's hand. At the same time, Qin's parents asked seriously: "How can you drink alcohol to such a small child!"

It's still this kind of strong alcohol. Not one or two people are poisoned by alcohol these days, and the child's system is weak... Thinking about it this way, hurry up and call the emergency number.

I, I, I... I am wronged!

Qin Mu is about to cry, the sincerity in his arms is not a child, he has never seen any danger from a super demon who has been fighting all over the world, even if he pours a bottle of poison that seals his throat with blood, it will be fine, don't be too childish about alcohol!

However, the secret rotten in the stomach is destined not to solve the urgent need.

Qin Mu, who couldn't argue with anything, had long since forgotten about Laozi's counterattack plan, and turned his head to call for help from the Great Demon King.

At this moment when he officially appeared on the stage, Parrians cast an appreciative look at Bersheer, and then said to the two nervous and worried parents: "Leave him to me."

The smile was gentle and full of confidence, and that extremely deceptive face was now shining with a radiance called salvation, which instantly blinded every pair of eyes.

The most embarrassing and godlike are probably Qin's parents and Mrs. Qin, this guy is a devil, right?Or is the devil also doing the job of a god now?

It's just that the two who had already tipped the scales in their hearts did not hesitate to hand over Berser to Parians. With the devil's son-in-law or something, the doctor can probably step aside, and I can't explain it.

The moment the butler was transferred to Parians, the housekeeper cut off the connection with the 120 emergency center, glanced at the Pomeranian lying on the soft ground and eating sausages at his feet, and silently hung up the phone.

A series of movements and facial expressions of the master of the Qin family and the butler were replayed in the eyes of every relative like a movie in slow motion.

That's it, no need to send him to the hospital?Is everything OK in this man's hands?

After Qiqi twitched the corners of his mouth, he looked at Parians with eyes full of strong curiosity, and then looked at the child in his arms... There was no other symptom except blushing, his little eyes were still bright, his long eyelashes were flickering, and his eyes were white. The fluttering red face is even more endearing, ah, hey, this kid shouldn't be too cute!

The mentality of blaming aunt and blaming uncle gradually developed, or... going back and having such a relationship with so-and-so?

The idea of ​​blaming grandma and blaming grandpa is... go back and hurry up, son and daughter-in-law (daughter-in-law) work harder, other people's family can give birth to such a cute, their own genes are not bad, right?

Boshir licked the corner of his mouth, feeling that the taste was good, and the end of his eyes slowly scanned the transparent wine glass on the table, thinking about how to have another glass.

Qin Mu has been carefully watching Bersere's movements, for fear that this abnormal old man will come again. When he sees the focus of Bersere's eyes, he suddenly understands and quickly removes the cup and wine bottle.

Now he is in the shape of a child, can you not make such an explosive picture?

Unfilial son!Bosher snorted coldly.

Qin Mu touched the black thread on his head, snatched Boshir away from Parian's arms, and said kindly to Qin's father, Qin's mother, and many relatives and friends: "I'll take this little devil up first, you guys Keep playing, ha...haha."

After speaking, go upstairs quickly.

In the bedroom, as soon as the door was closed, and he placed Boshir on the big bed, Qin Mu hurriedly climbed up and nodded and bowed: "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Boshir glared at him and said, "I'm not happy." After finishing speaking, he added, "I'm not filial." He didn't even give him a glass of wine.

"..." Qin Mu sneered. On that occasion, a four-year-old brat held up Erguo's head and poured it like it was in vain. There was nothing wrong with it. The melancholy didn't come out, but the weird horror could scare everyone.

But these words, the old children who are now awkward will not listen.

Thinking of the school exam drama being performed downstairs, Qin Mu was a little worried that the scene would get out of control, so he thought about it and said, "Father, why don't you go down now, Parian is still alone."

Boshir glanced at him, feeling sore in his heart, but no, a man is always more important than his father, pursed his mouth, and turned his face away in a fit of anger, "I'm not going, I'm going to you." Let the group of humans Onlookers?his noble demon