[Comprehensive] Start steaming buns today

On the top of Mount Hua, in the peach blossom forest, there was a woman in a yellow shirt, and the sound of the guzheng, Yang Chan suddenly raised her head, and saw the man in black, shaking a fan and laughing lightly, Yang Chan's voice became cold all of a sudden, and her hands After a meal, the guzheng disappeared, and then a set of steaming cups appeared, "What are you doing here? And..." Yang Chan's voice was cold and slightly annoyed, "Don't learn from me. Brother, you will never be as good as him."

The visitor was belittled by Yang Chan, but he was not annoyed, he still approached with a smile on his face, "Hey, don't tell me, I didn't come here today to be ridiculed by you."

"Oh?" Yang Chan turned the lotus lantern in her hand, and cast a funny look at him, as if saying: Then what are you here for?

The person who came said that he was very depressed, his young master really didn't come here to be abused!

"Hmph, the young master is here to report the letter today." The man in black also sat down beside the coffee table with Yang Chan, and said with a self-tortured expression.Seeing the smug expression on the man's face, Yang Chan suddenly wanted to pour out the teacup in her hand!

This is really, too much to beat, isn't it!Yang Chan's hands tightened instantly - "Crack!"

"You are not." The man is also a person who has become a fairy, this small change is naturally audible, and he moved his buttocks away from a gentle Virgin, "I am not wrong, This is the truth!"

Yang Chan twitched her eyelashes lightly, and the smile on her lips was never lost. She slowly put down the teacup in her hand, and the moment she let go, there was a "click" sound, and the man just smiled and looked at that The cup was broken into pieces, and the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably, "Yang Chan, how long has it been since you poured water back into Jiangkou?"

"Not long, maybe two or three years." Yang Chan looked away, looked at the broken cup, and said indifferently as if she hadn't been home for two or three years, but two or three days, "Qin Tian, You said that you have been so many years, how come you still have such a little cultivation?"

The man called Qin Tian rolled his eyes at Yang Chan, took a sip from the teacup, and felt the aftertaste in his mouth, "Two or three years, why don't you say two or three hundred years!" Never mentioning the matter of cultivation, Yang Chan also knew the taboo of this person, so she didn't ask any more questions.Leaving a beginning is another conversation.

"You haven't been to Huashan for more than half a year... What, where is my second brother?" How can I say that Yang Chan is smart, and when Qin Tian started to say the first word, Yang Chan almost knew what Qin Tian wanted? What was said, nothing less than the word "home".Yang Chan immediately knew that this person would come here today, it must be because of something happened to her good second brother, for example... second sister-in-law or something?

"You'll know if you go back and have a look yourself?" The man smiled half-smile, and Yang Chan's scalp went numb as he looked at him with abusive eyes, "Your good second brother had a very happy month!" Wife and son Surrounded by, can you not be happy?Of course, ignore a weird habit first——

"Yang Qingyu!" Guanjiangkou, in a deep house compound, a woman's sharp voice resounded through the world, Yang Jian looked at the god, dog and dragon in front of him, and said: God's sincerity shouldn't be like this!What about a gentle wife?Where is the well-behaved son?Where is the obedient dog? ! !What is going on here? !

"Cunxin." When his wife ran past him for the twelfth time, Yang Jian finally sighed, put down his teacup and reached out to hug his wife, "Yu'er is still a child, forget it, eh?" Yang Jian Suddenly there is a feeling of going back in time, thinking that the Yang Mansion hundreds of years ago was also so peaceful and quiet. My mother loves to sing bad faces and play a strict mother. At this time, my father will come out to smooth things over. There are always five or six times that he can be rescued from his mother's clutches...

Yang Jian suddenly smiled, like a child.

As Zhenjun Erlang, Yang Jian actually liked this kind of atmosphere very much, and his son's adoring eyes made him feel a little smug.There was his wife's roaring voice with full stamina beside his ears, and Yang Jian suddenly felt that the days when he was away from home were actually, um, very beautiful.He tilted his head slightly, and saw that the man with dragon horns was holding a huge bone and teasing his dog, and the smell of the bone was fragrant when he waved it.

"..." The ignorant dog is using its black paws to reach for the bone that moves up and down... Yang Jian shook his head, unable to bear to see him again: Xiao Tiangou, you won't go back after turning into a human form Did you take the bone?

"... Cun Xin?" Yang Jian turned his head and saw his wife in his arms staring at him straightly. Life is good, my son is a little bit of a quarrel, but a child, of course he can only be a little bit of a rogue, wasn't he also very naughty when he was a child?

Thinking of Guan Jiangkou when he was a teenager who didn't have much fun, Yang Jian lowered his head fiercely, kissed his wife's delicate face, and then turned his head away blushing in his wife's astonishment.

"Shame, chirp, chirp... chirp, chirp, chirp!" On the side, Yang Qingyu, who watched his father eat his mother's tofu, opened his clear long eyes. Yang Jian felt that he was not well.It was as if the chest had been thumped hard, and then, the shy and timid voice of the woman came from the chest: "Yang Jian——"

The roar of the Hedong Lion is the loudest voice of the Dragon Clan.

As soon as Yang Jian closed his eyes, the slight curve of the corners of his lips did not go down: Well, this kind of life is indeed good.Feeling his wife's slightly annoyed fist, Yang Jiaerlang reiterated again.

When Yang Chan came down from above, what she saw was such a warm scene.The three daughters of the Yang family expressed their satisfaction with the married life of their second brother.Of course, what she was more curious about was who owned this little dragon that suddenly rushed into her arms?

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp!" Yang Qingyu was the first person to see Yang Chan.To be exact, he was the first to see his savior.I saw that transparent little dragon jumping up into the arms of that bright yellow figure of Jin, begging, "Aunt Yang Chan, you are here. Mother is so scary!"

"Cough, third sister, are you back?" Ao Cunxin withdrew from her husband's arms in embarrassment, and gave her husband a slight glance. Ao Cunxin came to Yang Chan's side in three steps at a time, and put his arms around his sister-in-law's arms. With a happy face on her arms, the words she said warmed Yang Chan's heart, and the corners of her lips curled up into a smile. She nodded and smiled at Ao Cunxin, "Sister-in-law," and then turned to herself with a smile. Second brother, "Second brother."

"Third sister." Yang Jian coughed, and a gentle smile unfolded at the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand and raised his teacup, nodded at his sister, and his eyes instantly turned to his son who was nestling in his sister's arms. The smile became stronger, but there was a heavier worry in his heart: his son was too timid, and his behavior was indeed too bold, this...

"Second brother, I'm here today..." Yang Chan said, the smile on the corner of her mouth showed a tangled stiffness.

It's really intentional but powerless!She was really terrified by that Taoist priest who appeared out of nowhere!You said that you are a cultivator, but you don’t see that Yang Chan has immortal energy, but you just grabbed a little peach blossom essence raised by her, and came to her Notre Dame Palace every day, just to let her take that little peach blossom essence Release him so that he can do justice for the heavens? !

What a ghost!Then God is still her uncle Yang Chan!

There are so many demons and ghosts, why don't you keep your eyes on my little pet? !When he reacted to the confrontation with the Taoist priest again, Yang Chan was speechless for a while, wrapped his burden lightly, and brought his little peach blossom essence to his brother.

"Jiujiu..." But before she finished speaking, the little dragon man swayed his dragon tail, looked at his aunt with a tearful face, and saw that she only cared about chatting with his father, so he was unwilling to be lonely With a loud roar, Yang Chan's gaze fell on him, and it was terrible to see that the majestic Huashan Sanshengmu couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him.

The handsome face has not yet opened yet, the slightly fat face of the baby is twisted into a ball of grievance, and the two pink and tender dragon horns are swaying back and forth, limp without a trace of strength. Beside her ear, under her hand, the hand around her waist felt slippery for a while, a dragon's tail was swaying, and the little guy looked straight at her with a pair of tearful eyes.

Yang Chan suddenly felt like going back in time.

Think back when his second brother stole her bracelet and gave it to his fiancée, but was scared by the dog until the bracelet was shattered into pieces, didn't his second brother look at her accusingly with this kind of eyes... …

"...Two...Brother?!" Yang Chan said softly, Yang Jian was drinking tea at that time, after hearing this, she followed the prestige and looked over, and saw her sister looking at the little bun in her arms with a confused face, After a slight black line, Yang Jian got up to meet him.Of course he saw the weird smile in Yang Chan's eyes, combined with that little face that resembled his own, could it be that he didn't know what his sister could think of? !

"Second brother, this...whose family is it?" Although she already had a certain guess in her heart, Yang Chan still followed the principle of pursuing the truth and asked a question, and saw her sister-in-law poked it proudly. The pink and tender face of the child in her arms was full of pride: "Whose family? Of course it belongs to your Yang family!"

Ao Cunxin is very proud now. Although this little guy has been unwilling to admit that she is her mother, she is the only pink dragon in the world. She is the only one who can help Yang Jian give birth to a baby. This child is not her Ao Cunxin Who else could it be?Thinking of the hard life for more than a month, Ao Cunxin's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes towards the sky.

Son, your master has said that you are my son, do you want to be so arrogant and unwilling to admit my mother, bastard!Ao Cunxin thought silently in her heart, and cast a look of envy and hatred at her husband: bastard Yang Jian, why should my son get close to him? !Obviously she, Ao Cunxin, can be regarded as Qing Yu's mother...

Of course it belongs to your Yang family!

Yang's...

From the Yang family! !

Yang Chan held the little dragon in her arms and went stiff.