Ling Xiao soon saw the live video about Mo Junlan, which was obviously made by the onlookers present.
"No wonder Feng Jinghua is angry..." Ling Xiao murmured to himself, "But this video was shot very well."
Then Lingxiao blinked his eyes again, and there seemed to be a stream of light flashing past. At the same time, he also saw that a lot of faith was gathering towards Mo Junlan's body.
However, Mo Junlan didn't care about these powers, so he didn't pay any attention, but he also let the power of belief pour into his body.
In the evening, Mo Junlan finally stopped singing. He handed the microphone to Erki and said, "You can continue to sing here. I'm going to ride the Ferris wheel with my family Xiaoer."
"Aren't you going to introduce your father to me?" Erji looked at Mo Junlan in a daze.
"When I go home, I'll take you with me," Mo Junlan said.
"Oh!" Erki nodded and said, "Then I'll be waiting for you here."
"You can continue singing." Mo Junlan squinted and smiled, then reached out and patted Erki on the shoulder, then walked towards Lingxiao.
So next, Erji continued to sing, while Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao went to buy a ticket to ride on the Ferris wheel, after all, this was what they agreed before.
"Brother Jun Lan had a good time today, didn't he?" Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly.
Mo Junlan looked at Lingxiao's face, but suddenly felt a little guilty, and said in a low voice, "So you're not happy, aren't you?"
Before, he seemed to only focus on singing, leaving his daughter-in-law alone.
"I'm happy when Brother Junlan is happy." Ling Xiao said with a smile.
"Tell the truth." Mo Junlan frowned.
"This is the truth." Ling Xiao said with a light smile, "If Brother Jun Lan doesn't believe it, you can sense my emotions."
Mo Junlan, "…"
"Brother Junlan, don't we still want to take pictures?" Ling Xiao said, taking out his mobile phone, and then, like Mo Junlan, used his spiritual power to control the mobile phone to take pictures.
If he was really unhappy, he would have dragged Mo Junlan away long ago.
What's more, he really will never be angry with Mo Junlan.
When Mo Junlan heard this, he immediately reacted and said, "Yes, I almost forgot to take a picture."
Ling Xiao chuckled softly.
"Then let's have some fireworks." Mo Junlan squinted his eyes, and there was a bright smile on the corner of his lips.
Then Mo Junlan raised his hand and snapped his fingers, only to see a wave after wave of fireworks suddenly appear out of nowhere in the sky, looking beautiful and dazzling.
The dazzling fireworks also attracted the attention of countless people.
When the cockpit was rotated to the highest altitude, Ling Xiao also controlled the mobile phone to take a photo of him and Mo Junlan.
Mo Junlan's eyes flickered, and suddenly he said, "Xiao'er!"
"Huh?" Ling Xiao subconsciously turned to look at Mo Junlan.
Mo Junlan smiled, suddenly leaned closer to Lingxiao, and then took the opportunity to kiss Lingxiao's lips.
Ling Xiao blinked involuntarily.
Mo Junlan's thoughts moved, and then another wave of bright fireworks exploded in the sky with a bang.
The light of fireworks reflected on their faces, as beautiful as a picture scroll.
Mo Junlan took the opportunity to control the phone with his spiritual power and took several photos of him kissing Ling Xiao, and the background was the Ferris wheel and the sky full of fireworks.
This is the beautiful background he has seen on the Internet. Mo Junlan felt that he liked it very much at the time, so he took Lingxiao to the amusement park to play together.
There must be a Ferris wheel in the amusement park. As for the fireworks, he can make them himself, and he can also change the pattern at will.
"This phone is yours, you send me the photo, let's change the phone wallpaper..." Mo Junlan thought, only to see Ling Xiao's phone suddenly fall into his hands.
Ling Xiao's eyelids couldn't help but jump.
At the next moment, Mo Junlan's expression turned stunned.
Ling Xiao coughed, but calmly took his mobile phone from Mo Junlan's hand, and said softly, "I'll pass the photo to you now."
"Xiao'er, why did you use that kind of photo as a wallpaper?" Mo Junlan looked aggrieved and looked at Ling Xiao with accusation in his eyes.
It was only now that he knew that his daughter-in-law's mobile wallpaper turned out to be a photo of him when he became a baby.
The little baby in the photo is wearing a cat jumpsuit, shrugging his head listlessly, looking like he has been bullied by someone.
In the days when he became a baby, Mo Junlan always thought it was his dark history.
In particular, Feng Jinghua had done so much to him that he wanted to delete everyone's memories.
Ling Xiao, "..."
"Xiaoer, am I still your favorite brother Junlan?" Mo Junlan felt aggrieved.
"Yes!" Ling Xiao lowered his eyes and said, especially when he became a baby.
"Then why did you bully me with them?" Mo Junlan snorted softly.
"Is this bullying?" Ling Xiao tilted his head slightly, looking at Mo Junlan with a puzzled look.
Mo Junlan couldn't help but choked.
This is his daughter-in-law, she must not fight.
So now he wants to go back and fight Mo Junye, the culprit.
It was also a baby, only he was the worst, Ling Moye and Mo Junxie were relatively normal.
Only he was forced to be a real baby by his own father all day long.
Anyway, as long as the things the baby needs to use, they are all put on his body.
"Brother Jun Lan, that is our deep love for you." Ling Xiao said solemnly, "So it's not just me, even the mobile wallpapers of Feng Jinghua and Di Xuanji are your photos."
Mo Junlan, "…"
What if he wants to turn back time
"But if Brother Jun Lan wants to change the wallpaper of the mobile phone, I can also change it." Ling Xiao smiled lightly and said, "We can change a couple's model, just use the photo just taken."
Mo Junlan looked at Ling Xiao with a faint gaze.
However, Ling Xiao thought he couldn't see it. Maybe he decided that Mo Junlan would not really be angry with him. After all, he understood Mo Junlan too well.
In Lingxiao's eyes, his brother Junlan just likes duplicity.
Although Mo Junlan was annoyed by Lingxiao's mobile wallpaper, he was not really angry, so after changing the mobile wallpaper, he looked happy again, although he still looked a little arrogant , but Ling Xiao thought it was cute.
After stepping out of the cockpit of the Ferris wheel, Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao went to Erji.
At this time, Erki was still singing songs.
Because he really likes to sing.
After the song was over, Erji also stopped singing. He planned to follow Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao to see Mo Junlan's father.
"Will your father discriminate against demons?" Erki asked suddenly.
"My father will not discriminate against the demons." Mo Junlan waved his hand.
"He will only discriminate against those guys who want to take advantage of Brother Junlan." Ling Xiao gave Erki a sidelong glance.
He also did not expect that the demons would have such a strange demon.
"Then I can rest assured." Erki then said with a relaxed expression, "I was born a devil, but I am a singer."
Mo Junlan, "…"
"My goal of being a demon is only one, and that is to sing better songs and make all humans and demons fall in love with my singing." Erki said with a look of longing.
"Is this your wish?" Mo Junlan's expression was a little weird.
"Yes!" Erki nodded with a serious expression, "I am a demon clan with pursuit, unlike other demons, who know how to fight and kill all day long, and have no artistic skills at all."
Mo Junlan, "…"
Obviously you are too weird.
As soon as they returned to the villa, Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao heard Feng Jinghua's voice.
Feng Jinghua is singing.
Mo Junlan, "…"
Ling Xiao, "..."
"It turns out that you humans also like to sing!" Erki said with a surprised expression.
Mo Junlan couldn't help but stretch out his hand to support his forehead.
"If only I were a human, I should be able to find a lot of bosom friends." Erji said with regret, "In the past thousand years, I have not been able to find a bosom friend in the Endless Demon Realm."
Mo Junlan, "…"
Ling Xiao, "..."
After all, there are still very few wonderful things of the demon race.
"It's him, it's him, it's him, our baby Xiaolan'er; it's him, it's him, it's him, my baby Xiaolaner..." This was Feng Jinghua's voice.
"Brother Junlan, you..." Ling Xiao turned to look at Mo Junlan, his expression was also indescribable.
Feng Jinghua's favorite song on weekdays is his own adaptation of Lan Lan Song.
And all the songs adapted by Feng Jinghua are called Lanlan songs.
Mo Junlan couldn't help reaching out to cover his face, wanting to cry without tears, "I want to change a father."
His brain is aching faintly!
Di Xuanji walked out of the room and stood in front of the railing on the second floor, he looked at Mo Junlan with a hint of sympathy in his eyes, opened his lips and said, "Your father has rewritten a few Lanlan songs for you. "
Erji looked at Di Xuanji's face and couldn't help turning his head to ask Mo Junlan, "Is he your father? After all, you guys look so similar..."
"The one who sang is Jun Lan's brother's father." Ling Xiao said.
"Is this... my uncle?" Erki said thoughtfully.
Di Xuanji, "..."
Where did the idiots come from
"This is also the father." Ling Xiao said again.
"So the one who sang is the stepfather?" Erki asked a little stunned.
Ling Xiao, "..."
"It's all biological." Mo Junlan's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, then gave Erji a sidelong glance, and said listlessly, "Have you never heard of men giving birth to children?"
"No!" Erki shook his head.
Mo Junlan, "…"
At this moment, another song that has been modified by magic came, and the singer was still Feng Jinghua.
"You are my little one, Xiao Lan'er, I don't love you too much. Your little red face warms my heart..."
Everyone, "… "
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