Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Qing Huan took a few steps back, not wanting to step on the ground and fall, but fortunately, he was in the water and he stabilized his body in time.After landing, Qing Huan thought about it, and went in through the main entrance of the tower—he pushed open the heavy door, and after he walked in, the door closed heavily.After the door was closed, the inside of the tower that had been shrouded in darkness suddenly brightened up, just like daytime.

On the first floor of the pagoda, there are only desks and incense burners on it, but the ones enshrined are not gods and Buddhas, but nine strange beasts.Qing Huan looked at it for a while before going up the stairs to the second floor. As soon as she went up to the second floor, she could smell the tangy aroma. Looking at it, it was full of delicious delicacies, all of which were steaming. The water flows straight.The seat in the middle was covered with soft blankets, as if it was welcoming people to sit in... Qing Huan was not indifferent, he swallowed, and speaking of it, he hadn't had a full meal since he came to the desert, even if he had eaten It was just some dry food. The temptation of these foods was not so great at first glance - but he would not lose his mind.

After only staying for a while, Qing Huan resolutely went to the three-story pagoda.The three-story pagoda is similar to the first floor, with incense tables for portraits of exotic beasts.Going up to the fourth floor, the situation is similar, except that the third floor is dedicated to three-dimensional beasts, and the fourth floor is dedicated to long-feathered beasts.Qing Huan thought about the meaning of these enshrined beasts, and went up to the fifth floor like this, but when she went up, she only felt a golden light, and Qing Huan's eyes were stabbed——after a closer look, it turned out that the three-story pagoda was actually paved with gold Yes, the tables and chairs are all made of jade, inlaid with various rare gemstones, and hung with pearl curtains, the pearls are as big and round as an egg.The room is full of gold, silver and precious jade, as long as you grab them casually, you will find a lot of them at your fingertips—anyone with a little bit of greed will want to take these treasures into their pockets, even if it is a little...

Qing Huan was not indifferent to the gold and silver treasures, if it was given to him, he would naturally not refuse, but he could also distinguish the occasion, now is really not the time.

Qing Huan checked the five-story pagoda and continued to go up after making sure that there was nothing else.The fifth and sixth floors are the same as the previous ones, with only incense tables.Qing Huan roughly figured out that there would be some content two floors away, so he was mentally prepared to go up to the eighth floor.On the eighth floor, you can hear the lingering sound of silk and bamboo. Layer after layer of red yarn is stacked. Between the red yarn, you can see graceful figures dancing during the period-red is always very attractive. The melody behind it is more and more provocative. If it is an ordinary man, his blood must already be boiling... A soft and boneless body is attached to Qing Huan's back, and snow-white arms are wrapped around Qing Huan's waist. Stomach, slowly dawdling, "she" exhaled like blue, panting slightly...

Qing Huan forcibly pulled that hand away, bowed in the weeping eyes of the beauty, and then resolutely turned and went to the upper tower - if this is the nine-story tower, then it is the last floor .Thinking of what I saw from the window on the top of the tower just now, being locked on the throne, Ji Zhiqiu who was completely different from him before, and his cold and indifferent eyes at the end, all made Qing Huan feel a little twitching...

This is the last step, don't think too much.

Qing Huan regained her composure and walked up the stairs with firm steps.

Qing Huan was already ready to face a strange Ji Zhiqiu. During the steps up, he had already mentalized dozens of scenarios that might prove their contact. However, as soon as he went upstairs, he saw a yellow The small ball flew towards him, this somewhat familiar but too outrageous scene at this moment made Qing Huan unable to react for a while, but fortunately, before the ball hit Qing Huan's face, a strong arm had already caught it Qing Huan's body, and then firmly grasped the small ball with the other hand.

"Are you okay? Why are you suddenly in a daze?" a familiar voice.

Qing Huan raised her head, and saw that the person hugging her was... Chen Ziran.He was wearing home clothes with his sleeves rolled up, as if he was busy with some housework just now.

"you……"

"Huan, are you okay?" A nervous voice asked.

Qing Huan turned her head and saw Zhong Li running towards him with a tennis racket and a worried expression on his face.

"Li'er?"

Why did Chen Ziran and Zhong Li appear here?

etc!Qing Huan calmed down and saw that she was actually in a wide tennis court at the moment, and the tennis court was surrounded by some obviously artificially cultivated exquisite flowers and plants, like a big garden... There is a hammock under the flower stand over there, The man who was resting on the hammock took off the sunglasses on his face, revealing his silver gray eyes, and his silver hair became more conspicuous in the sunlight——

"Huan, are you okay?" It's...M.

Qing Huan shook her head subconsciously: "It's okay..."

"Tch, I was one step ahead." The speaker was wearing a floral shirt and beach pants, with an annoyed expression on his face.And there was a playing card between his fingers, following the playing card, Qing Huan saw the table and chairs placed under the sun umbrella, on the table were playing cards, and on the other chair was... Lou Zhao, he is no longer in a suit, but a casual shirt and long trousers. Seeing Qing Huan's gaze, Lou Zhao winked at Qing Huan.

"Fruit egg tarts just out of the oven." At this moment, a person wearing an apron and holding a tray came out of the house inside—it was Gu Yuehua. He didn't even look at anyone else, and said directly to Qing Huan, "Qing Huan, come here." , eat egg tarts."

Gu Yuehua's attitude was unnatural, Qing Huan paused, and nodded: "En."

"Wipe your hands first." I don't know when, a figure wearing a moonlight gown appeared in front of Qing Huan, with a gentle smile on his face, and a white towel soaked in his hand—it turned out to be a heavy eggplant. See heavy eggplants that emerge in sunlight during the day.

Qing Huan came to her senses before taking it: "Thank you."

Chongqie smiled and said, "What's wrong with you today, why are you being so polite?"

"I..." Qing Huan's eyes flickered: "It's okay."

'RingDingDong...' The phone rang, Ji Zhiqiu picked up the phone and glanced at it, and handed it to Qing Huan with a somewhat impatient expression: "Here, it's from Long Zhao."

Long Zhao...

Qing Huan took the phone, and the caller ID on it was "赵"——

"Hello?" Qing Huan asked carefully.

"Huan, what are you doing?" Sure enough, it was Long Zhao's voice on the other end of the phone.

"I'm...playing tennis."

"with who?"

"He Li'er."

Long Zhao snorted softly: "I'll go back tonight, you wait for me."

"……it is good."

"Remember, you are mine tonight." Finally, Long Zhao whispered such an ambiguous sentence, and the deep voice seemed to be right next to Qing Huan's ear.

Qing Huan blushed and hung up the phone hastily.

"What did the old guy say?" Zhong Li's expression was clearly displeased.

"I didn't say anything..." Of course, I couldn't say this, but judging from their expressions, they seemed to have guessed the general idea.

"Ah, it's almost time. It's time to pick up the little bastard from school." Ji Zhiqiu looked at his arm and yawned.

"Little bastard..." Qing Huan murmured—who is the little bastard?

"Don't call him a bastard, Qing Huan is upset." Gu Yuehua said.

"Can you control my own son?" Ji Zhiqiu obviously didn't buy it.

"That's also Qing Huan's son." It was Chen Ziran who answered.

Ji Zhiqiu pouted, "Then I won't bark...Qing Huan, I'm leaving."

"Ah... um..." Qing Huan still couldn't react to the words "also Qing Huan's son", and it was too late when Ji Zhiqiu pulled him over and kissed him deeply...

"Hey, Ji Zhiqiu, you've had enough!" Zhong Li said dissatisfied.

During that deep kiss, Qing Huan's consciousness was a little erratic——

Where is he now... why is the situation in front of him... so strange...

Everyone has weaknesses, desire for mouth, money, sex, love... As long as you grasp your weaknesses, you will gradually fall...

What does Qing Huan want?Or, just a home, a home full of love...