Waking up early in the morning, Tang Miao faintly felt movement in the space, went in and took a look, and sure enough, Tang Sihuang woke up, frowning at the dirt all over his body. Tang Miao secretly laughed, and before he could speak, he left the space and ran downstairs, only Feng Ye was sitting in the living room.
"Morning, young master." Feng Ye stood up.
"Morning. Daddy should be back soon, I'll pick him up."
"I go with you."
"No need." Tang Miao waved her hand and continued to walk out the door.
"Young master!" Feng Ye chased after him, and said in embarrassment, "We must protect you, in case something happens—"
Tang Miao interrupted him and said, "Don't worry, I have a gun, just take Charles and Heiwei with me. We'll be back soon."
After finishing speaking, he yelled at Heiwei and Charles, and went out.
A wry smile appeared on Feng Ye's face. In the heart of the young master, perhaps Heiwei and Charles are more reliable than the four of them.
Driving a little far away from the villa area, turning into a hidden corner, Tang Miao entered the space and brought Tang Sihuang out. Tang Sihuang had washed himself up, Hei Wei and Charles both leaned over to get close to him, and Tang Sihuang patted their heads.
"Daddy, how do you feel?" Tang Miao looked at Tang Sihuang's face, and first noticed that his eyes seemed darker and deeper than before. When he looked in, his heart skipped a beat.
Tang Sihuang smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, the five senses are very sharp, and the body is full of strength."
Tang Miao guessed that the better the physique, the slower the absorption of the spirit water, and the longer it would take to transform the spirit water. He nodded, said nothing more, and looked straight ahead.
Tang Sihuang glanced at him: "What happened?"
Tang Miao was taken aback for a moment, smiled, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and said nonchalantly: "I killed someone."
"Oh," Tang Sihuang replied casually, "It's worse than me. I saw someone kill someone when I was fourteen, and I killed someone for the first time when I was fifteen."
"Uh..." Tang Miao looked at him in astonishment. He knew that Daddy was born in the underworld, and he also guessed that he had killed someone, but isn't fifteen years old too early
Tang Sihuang took out two cartons of milk from his pocket and handed him one. This is what he took by hand before he came out just now.
"You cook at noon."
Tang Miao laughed suddenly, the pressure from the past two days suddenly subsided a lot.
The car drove to the gate of the villa, and everyone greeted him at the gate, but the expressions on their faces were not very good.
Tang Sihuang got out of the car first, glanced at the four people indifferently, and said to the people in the car: "Get down."
"Si Huang..." The woman walked over and wanted to hold Tang Sihuang's arm, but he shook her off.
"You can call me Mr. Tang." Tang Sihuang glanced at her with a smile on his face and sharp eyes.
The woman's face froze. how come? She called Tang Sihuang's name before, and he didn't object...
When Tang Miao got out of the car, Tang Sihuang put his arms around his shoulders, motioned Tang Chun to drive in, and looked at the four of them with a smile.
"Now, you four might as well tell me, if I leave you to let you protect Tang Miao, or let Tang Miao protect you. Huh?"
Tang Miao pouted helplessly. He only said "I killed someone", and Daddy roughly understood what was going on, as if he had sued him in front of Daddy.