Silly man eats peaches

No one knows why Pan Tao slipped away again?It's like I never came back in the past six months.

There are neither too many nor too few things in Pan Tao's big house.Only Pan Tao was gone, and the usual quacking duck was gone.

It was strikingly similar to Sun Qingwen's big wedding three years ago.Everything happened so quietly that all Pan's servants were caught off guard.Except for the head of the Pan family.

The top floor of Pan's house is the largest study room, which is about [-] square meters.On weekdays, Mr. Pan lived here, and on the upper floor, there was a small attic like a sharp corner.

From the Python Emperor Forest, it looks like a small pigeon house.

The attic is cleaned by Mr. Pan himself every day. This habit started after Mrs. Pan passed away.Even Pan Tao, who was doted on by the Pan family, was never allowed to go in again.

At this moment, the sky is already spreading endless darkness, and the dark blue is somewhat gloomy, and it is afraid that there will be rain and snow.The cold wind carried by Xiao Su whipped up sand and knocked against the bright glass windows on the top floor of Pan's house.

The house is as warm as spring, and the ever-burning lamp on the shelf is about to run out of oil, flickering unwillingly to go out.

There is only a little smoke in the smoker, and the smell of cedar is rich and uncomplicated. Mr. Pan used it all year round to refresh his mind.

A light knock on the door pulled the silent old master Pan out of his thoughts, his old eyes opened slightly, and the sandalwood carved walking stick in his hand rubbed lightly in the hands of old master Pan, warm and smooth.

Did not answer.

The old butler, who had changed into gray and slippery fabric, held the letter and closed the edge of the door to block the yellowish color coming in from the door.The old butler stood with his legs straight, but his upper body leaned forward slightly, which made his already rich body look a little funny.

Mr. Pan only stared at the swirling green smoke from the smoker, and tapped his cane rhythmically with his index finger.

The master has nothing to say, the butler just needs to stand still.

After a while, Mr. Pan slowly put up his cane and left the rocking chair, and sat back on the leather sofa. His whole body was no longer in the previous sluggish state, but more luxurious and lazy.

The eyes covered with fine lines were not cloudy at all.

The old housekeeper leaned forward: "Master, the young master and young lady are here, dinner,"

Mr. Pan didn't move: "Hurry up, women and Taoists are such trivial matters."

The old housekeeper nodded: "Yes, sir!"

moment.

Mr. Pan moved his body. This person will not be cold or hot when he gets old.

Thinking of something, Old Master Pan raised his head and asked, "Where is the young master?"

After the old butler presented the tray in his hand, he stepped back and continued to owe his ass: "Master Xiao Tao got off the plane not long ago." With his eyes lowered, the old butler continued, "It's just that we were dumped by the young master."

Old Man Pan smiled, without any fluctuations: "It makes sense." Throwing away the letter in his hand, Old Man Pan knocked his cane on the floor, stood up and walked around: "Old Fang."

"Hey, master." The old butler took a few short steps, stood still and waited.

"Hurry up and drive people away, I won't see you today."

"Master." The old housekeeper replied cautiously, "Young master slipped away again, young lady."

One of the long-burning lights on the Xuanjiao was finally extinguished, and Mr. Pan crossed to the side without saying a word, and just crushed the candle wick that was still emitting white smoke with his hands.

He waved his hand: "Chasing him away, the little stubborn guy is recognized as a human being, what can I do if I'm going to be put in the coffin. If I get caught again, I'll run away."

Touching the shelf, Mr. Pan looked out of the window at the Manghuanglin, showing his exhaustion: "How is that kid Qingwen?"

The old butler thought for a while and replied: "Master, the research on the serum of the new type of snake, the Overlord Crown Python, is not bad. Young Master Sun has saved his arm. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Young Master Sun to get close to the python forest in the future."

"Have you tried the crown? Or do you only listen to Xiaotao?" Mr. Pan had a smile on his face.

The old housekeeper nodded: "Try it, I'm afraid the crown king will attack Mr. Sun when he sees him in the future."

"Go ahead, let's buy something else." Old Master Pan sighed, "I owe this kid Qingwen too."

"What did the master say? Mr. Sun is unlucky." The old housekeeper's cloth shoes did not make any sound when they touched the floor.

"Hey, old Fang, prepare some more kerosene, the life of this lamp will become more and more useless."

"Eh, sir."

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Pan Tao didn't know that Sun Qingwen was bitten by the crown king, but it didn't matter if she knew it, anyway, Pan Tao wouldn't feel guilty or something...

Pan Tao's snake-slaying potential was definitely there from birth.

Maybe there's something on him that won't attract snake attacks, and he can play with the golden python in the same room when he can walk around just now.He was also bullied by others, and his little head was hidden.

At that time, Mr. Pan was studying a rare type of python, the crown.

This kind of snake is different from ordinary pythons, not only stronger, but also more brutal.With a row of sharp and venomous fangs, people in a good mood pass by like air, and it is normal for people in a bad mood to swallow you alive.

The body is huge, and the mouth can grow to 360 degrees.

It is said that this kind of snake is a representative of gods in advanced witchcraft, and the crown of wildlings in South America is also a sacred totem.

With psychic energy, it is also a cannibal demon when it becomes manic.

The crown is the only snake in the Python Emperor Forest that Mr. Pan can't easily get close to.Just hovering over the deepest and tallest branches of the Python Emperor Forest silently.

No one knows, just like why Pan Tao can train snakes.Even Mr. Pan, who cares about everything, can't figure out why his precious grandson can still play with Crown King.

It's like playing around with it.

Don't say whoever bites, this may also be the reason why Pan's family is afraid of Pan Tao. This carelessness is too lethal.

When Pan Tao got off the plane, there were only two steel plates in his pocket.Yaya is tucked between his arms, and a limited-edition gray grid blanket is wrapped around his body.The Converse pink snow boots on the feet are furry and have a pig's head on them.

It looks so exquisite, just like the little person wearing it, and it is so rare that it is carved in powder and jade.

Striding into the hotel, Pan Tao didn't ask any questions, and didn't answer anyone who asked.Go to the counter and put the duck on the stage without even looking at the whites of the eyes.

If you come up, you need the presidential suite. If you have [-], you can come to [-], and [-] is even better.

The front desk lady stared at Xiaotao as soon as she said that pets could not be accommodated, and she was so excited to be with her mother and father.In the end, it was for the front desk manager, and Xiao Tao also stayed in the presidential suite of [-].

Swipe the card to enter the suite. Pan Tao slapped two shoes and ordered dinner aside.

Stuffing a piece of tripe in her mouth, and continuing to choke on the foie gras, Xiaotao shook her head and her cheeks were bulging.Mouth chaotically: "Cu, it's too bad to eat, and you dare to take it out to be conspicuous. Cake!"

Filling his stomach, Pan Tao pouted, pouted, and fell on the bed to sleep.Duck and Ya fluttered to bed, crawled into the quilt and leaned against Pan Tao's little feet, her corns blinked in the dark.

Pan Tao doesn't have an ID card or credit card, and she can live in only because of her mouth.In addition, the villain looks juicy, with big eyes and a small pink mouth, and he is also dressed in luxury.

From a glance, he was just a well-loved kid from a rich family, a little arrogant, a little proud, a little rude, and a little weird, but he was rare.

Pan Tao said, do you know who my grandfather, father, and mother are? Tell me to kill you.

In this small city, even if it is a hotel, apart from the need to show an ID card when cracking down on pornography, and marriage certificates for men and women, most of the ordinary days can still be checked in.

The next day Pan Tao didn't know where to pull a rope, and the chicken head tied with ducks and ducks came out to slip in the hotel lobby.

It won't work if anyone persuades you.

In the end, it was the beautiful front desk manager, baby, who coaxed me obediently.Pan Tao reluctantly dragged Yaya to the street to sneak her papa.

Out of the corner of the street, Pan Tao's little face was crooked with a smile, and she squatted down to loosen the rope for Yaya, and then caught her in her arms and started flirting.Some small sleet and small hail today.

It wasn't cold, Pan Tao was wrapped in a blanket, and the duck writhed and poked out a chick's head quacking.It was as if he could understand what Pan Tao said and he would see Chen Sen immediately.

Xu Qiang's legs are much better, and the blood circulation of ginger alcohol every day is useless.

The good thing is that Xiaotian brought Xu Qiang leggings yesterday, and wrapped them in warm ones.Not sinking yet.It has been wrapped from the ankle to the root of the thigh.

It can also be used for massage when you go home at night and recharge it.

Wrap it overnight and get up the next day.Forget it, Xu Qiang has been climbing on the kang for more than a week.Xu Qiang was afraid that if he didn't get up again, his body would be ruined.Can't you wake up now, early in the morning, Xu Qiang put on his scavenger suit full of energy, with a stove hook in his left hand and a woven bag in his right hand, and went to work.

Even snow and hail could not stop the enthusiasm.

Chen Sen got up one step later than Xu Qiang.

After the two of them had a bite of breakfast, Xu Qiang went out. Chen Sen tidied up the house and was putting on a big dusty down jacket to go out to look for a job.

Didi Didi on the phone...

The phone fell into the water tank when I was washing my face two days ago, and although other functions were fine, the screen of the phone was black.The mic doesn't work sometimes.

As soon as the call came, the button blinked, and Chen Sen remembered that he would have to go out and buy another mobile phone later.

He couldn't see anyone's incoming call, and Chen Sen had to raise his voice an octave before he could hear clearly when he answered the phone: "Hello, who is it? Well, speak up."

"Huh? I'm Brother Qin." Chen Sen tilted his head at a 45-degree angle, and smiled stupidly because he received Qin Baozi's call.

"What?"

"Huh? What are you talking about? What kind of peach?"

"What duck? What are you talking about?"

"Bun? Steal your bun? Are you saying who stole your bun?"

"Ah? Well, brother Qin, please speak up, I'm here," beep...

The phone turned off automatically again, and Chen Sen pressed it hard twice.It just won't open.Shaking his head, Chen Sen was puzzled for a while, but still couldn't figure out what Qin Baozi was talking about.

Putting the key on, Chen Sen's hand on the door of the outer room suddenly stopped moving.

Peach, duck, bun, steal.

Chen Sen seemed to understand something...

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