The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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The soul in the Yinpo Lantern went to Zhaoyan's body.

Take it with Xiao Su's child.

After the soul reset, Zhaoyan's complexion improved at a speed visible to the naked eye, from pale to pink.Because his stomach was full of little souls, it showed a slight shape, as if he was full and bulging.

It looks so cute.

Zhao Yan didn't wake up immediately, Xiao Su picked him up from the bed, went into the bathroom, turned on the shower skillfully, and washed off the blood stains on the little thing's face and body.

Afterwards, the two of them lay down in the bathtub together, Zhao Yan lay obediently in his arms, motionless.Only the opponent's small heartbeat can be felt by Xiao Su, which is weak but warm.

"Yanyan..." Xiao Su lightly stroked the back of the opponent's head, his voice was slightly low, and he could hear his depression.

Zhaoyan did not respond.

Xiao Su was not annoyed that he ignored him, instead he lowered his head and kissed the other party's wet hair with a pious gesture.

After the two of them took a bath, Xiao Su wiped Zhaoyan off and sent him back to the bed.He also lay down, holding each other tightly with both arms, fearing that if he let go, he would lose it for the third time.

I thought Zhaoyan would wake up as soon as he opened his eyes the next day, but Zhaoyan didn't.

Xiao Su threw away the broken dumplings on the table and bought new ones for him to eat when he got up.

The dumplings cooled down for the second time, but Zhaoyan still didn't wake up.

On the third day, Xiao Su went to find Zhao Yan's father.

Old place, old house.

The house is full of alcohol and empty bottles everywhere, broken photo frames on the floor, cheap glass shattered all over the floor, and the photos that were originally placed inside are crumpled in the hands of Zhao Yan's father.

That's a photo of their family.

At this time, Zhaoyan hadn't grown up yet, and the little one was held in Zhaoyan's mother's arms.I don't know what he saw when taking pictures, but he smiled happily.His eyes were narrowed into a slit, and there were only four upper and lower milky white front teeth in his small grinning mouth.

Xiao Su snatched the photo from Zhaoyan's father, glanced at the woman on it, and sarcastically said: "It looks like Zhaoyan, and it looks like he would abandon his son Pangaozhi and run away from home. "

Zhaoyan's father raised his head when he heard the sound, his eyes were clouded, his face was flushed, and he looked drunk.

The breath he exhaled carried the smell of wine almost pickling his lungs and mouth, which made Xiao Su, who had a more sensitive sense of smell than ordinary people, couldn't help turning his head and showing a disgusted expression.

"Give it back to me! That's my woman, you, why are you robbing me..." Zhao Yan's father's voice was muffled, he was drunk, so he had a big tongue.

He rushed towards Xiao Su angrily, staggering and stumbling.

Xiao Su dodged to dodge, and he fell headfirst to the ground, and didn't get up for a long time.

But he continued to struggle, with his arms strenuously supporting his body, and he didn't stop until an unbearable weight suddenly came from his head and his face was hard pressed to the ground.

"I think it's someone who is not easy to mess with, and I bullied my people so badly." Xiao Su crushed the opponent's head, black mist surged in his eyes, and the flames between his brows were burning hot, "I can't stand at all." Steady bastard, embarrassing, dirty, and despicable."

"Let go...let me go..." The pain from the grinding of the soles of the shoes mixed with the pain from the face pressing against the ground, made it clear that my father couldn't stand it.

Xiao Su listened to his words and raised his feet briefly.

Without waiting for Zhaoyan's father to slow down, Xiao Su suddenly stomped his foot down hard. Amidst the muffled sound of the opponent's head colliding with the ground, Xiao Su asked, "How does it feel?"

Zhaoyan's father bared his teeth in pain, his eyes were tightly closed, and the creases at the corners of his eyes were as deep as ravines: "Damn it, I can't beat you to death..."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Su kicked again.

"Ah!" After the ear-piercing scream, blood flowed down Zhaoyan's father's face to the ground.

"How should I kill you to relieve my anger." Xiao Su glanced at the person at the bottom of his feet contemptuously with downcast eyes, "Flayed alive, or cut into pieces? Heh, isn't it enough?"

Under the severe pain, Zhaoyan's father came back to his senses.

He vaguely remembered that he had heard the other party's voice, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally remembered: "You, you are the one who bought Zhaoyan..."

"This venerable has warned you a long time ago that he is my lord's person! From the day this lord took him away from here, he has nothing to do with you." Xiao Su was surrounded by evil spirits, slowly condensing, "My lord At first, you could be spared because of your relationship with his father and son, but you didn't know how to repent and make things worse, it is an unforgivable crime!"

"You have money, you are not short of money, why don't you give some to me, I accidentally killed Zhaoyan, it's all your fault!" Zhaoyan's father roared, "Damn it, you return my son! He's dead , what will I do with my future life?!"

Xiao Su was so angry that his heart was blocked, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more serious.

The condensed evil spirit has a preliminary entity, one by one, the shape is narrow and terrifying.

When Zhao Yan's father opened his eyes and tried to stare at Xiao Su, the evil spirit instantly turned into a long black snake, spitting out letters and entering into his eyes.

"Ahh—" Zhaoyan's father immediately covered his face with his hands, and what his hands touched was the snake's cold body.

He wanted to pull out the snake that had been squeezed into half of his eyeball, but his ten fingers could only pass through the body of the black snake, unable to grasp the real body, unable to struggle, unable to resist.

Just like when he used pheromone to suppress Zhaoyan, Zhaoyan showed helplessness and panic.

Xiao Su loosened his feet, took a few steps back, looked at the man's ferocious face and crouched and squirming body, and heard his horrified screams and begging for mercy.

There was blood on the ground.

"You don't think it's too much to pay for your mistreatment of Zhaoyan, do you?" Xiao Su waved his hand, and the whole room was filled with black snakes.

They gathered towards Zhaoyan's father obediently, biting, gnawing, and penetrating into every hole.

Xiao Su looked down at the photo in his hand, the faces belonging to Zhaoyan's mother and father disappeared little by little, and finally only Zhaoyan was left.

Neither of them is qualified to have a relationship with Zhaoyan.

What a ridiculous mother and father, after giving Zhaoyan life, they gave him nothing but destruction and injury.

Xiao Su raised his foot and walked towards the exit.

The moment he disappeared here, the house behind him was on fire.The fire was violent and raging like a wave, burning away all the filth in this house.

A week later, the results of the Zhaoyan competition came out.

When the call came home, Zhao Yan never woke up, so Xiao Su answered it.

The homeroom teacher informed Zhaoyan of winning the prize. In the ABO World National Mathematics Competition, Zhaoyan won the first place with nearly a perfect score.Currently, three top universities have extended an olive branch to Zhaoyan, and they are all eagerly waiting for Zhaoyan's reply.

Xiao Su said that he would ask Zhao Yan for his opinion, and then hung up the phone.

Just as she was about to turn around and walk back to the bedroom, someone hugged her waist from behind in an instant.

His body froze, his eyes looked down at the slender arms surrounding him, and the next second he reacted very quickly and raised his hand to hold the other's hand tightly, sobbing in his throat: "Yanyan..."

"Xiao Su." Zhao Yan pressed his cheek against the opponent's back, and his eyes were hazy from just waking up.

Xiao Su took a deep breath, turned around, and took Zhaoyan into his arms.

Burying his head into the opponent's neck, sniffing Zhaoyan's good smell greedily, Xiao Su hugged the opponent's arm tighter and tighter: "I miss you, I'm going crazy."

"I miss you too." Zhao Yan blushed, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "I heard you talking when I was sleeping."

"Did I wake you up?" Xiao Su smiled, but his eyes were red.

Because he noticed that the other party was barefoot, Xiao Su quickly picked up the little thing from the ground, fearing that he would catch a cold.

"No." Zhao Yan obediently lay on his generous shoulders, and put his arms around Xiao Su's neck, "Did I win the award? I graduated early, and even in this world, I can be with you, always Together."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Su's eyes widened in surprise: "?"