Liu Qing's expression became more and more unnatural, and she stared at Ye Zichen and gave her two eyes.
He told him to take it seriously before returning to Longan.
Ye Zichen only felt that Liu Qing was a little strange, but didn't think much about it.
At the same time, the Su family in Bingcheng.
"Dad, your physical condition can't allow you to act like this."
Su Qihu sat on the sofa with a frown and looked at Old Su, who was holding the gourd tightly in his hand and didn't let go.
"My body knows best. I drink this wine, it's only good for me, no harm."
"You can't do this..."
"Don't talk nonsense, who are we?"
Old Man Su straightened his waist, Su Qihu lost his temper immediately and spread his hands.
"Dad, I'm here for your own good."
"Hmph, don't tell the old man those useless things, this monkey wine must be handed over to me for safekeeping."
Su Qihu looked at the unyielding old Su with a helpless look on his face, and after a long time, he sighed.
"Okay, it's up to you. But you can't drink too much, you really can't drink too much."
Elder Su saw that Su Qihu's clothes were soft, so he showed a satisfied smile and nodded.
"The old man knows this, old man, I still want to live until the day my precious granddaughter gets married!"
Su Qihu also nodded lightly. At this moment, Mr. Su put the gourd aside and pointed forward.
"What do you think of that lad?"
"Which one?" Su Qihu looked suspicious.
"It's the one who saved Xiaoyan and me." Master Su reminded.
"Not so good." Su Qihu shook his head. When he saw the unkind face of Mr. Su, he stunned, "Dad, you don't want Su Yan to associate with that kind of person, right? Tell you, I absolutely disagree!"
"Why don't you agree, Xiaoye is such a good child, what? Do you still want to use Xiaoyan to politically marry?"
Old Master Su glared at him, but this time Su Qihu didn't mean to give in at all.
"Dad, this is absolutely impossible. Even if I don't use Xiaoyan's political marriage, I won't hand her over to that kind of person."
"Then you mean you thought about it?"
"It doesn't matter if I want to or not, if I say no, I can't!"
As soon as the words fell, Su Qihu turned his head and walked out.
Su Yan walked down from the second floor, she heard all what Su Lao and Su Qihu said just now.
"Grandpa, will my dad really use me to marry him politically? I don't want, those people I've never met, decided to let me spend the rest of my life with them in one sentence. I don't want to live that kind of life."
Seeing the gloomy expression of the precious granddaughter, Mr. Su raised her head and patted her head.
"Grandpa won't let you become a victim. Besides, your dad can't do that kind of thing."
"But what he said just now..."
"I'm angry with the old man." The old man Su smiled slightly and glanced at the blue gourd next to him, "You don't want a political marriage, what do you think if you and Xiaoye are together?"
"I..." Su Yan hesitated for a long time before muttering, "I don't hate him."
"If you don't hate it, then you like it." Grandpa Su laughed and picked up the blue gourd. "Okay, go back and rest, and leave the rest to Grandpa to handle."
Ding dong.
Ding dong.
Ding dong.
A good dream was awakened by the message sound of WeChat, and Ye Zichen touched the phone in a daze.
Ever since she brought back Liu Qing, the little girl, she has been calling him to get up at seven o'clock every morning.
It was on time, more accurate than an alarm clock.
Finally, Liu Qing didn't call him today, and the phone rang again.
Touch the phone to light up the screen.
Nima, no wonder Liu Qing didn't call him, this Nima was only half past six.
Who is sick? Send him a message in the morning.
The sleepy Ye Zichen glanced at the phone...
"You are alive, my great saint."
Suddenly, there is no sleepiness.
Ye Zichen swallowed and sat up from the bed, and clicked on the chat box of the Great Sage.
Monkey King: Haha, come back!
Monkey King: This trip can be regarded as exhausting for my old grandson.
exhausted
Are you on a business trip
Ye Zichen pondered for a while, and tentatively sent a message.
"Where did the great sage go to do business?"
Ding dong.
Back in seconds!
Monkey King: You should also know that we immortals are no better than mortals, and our lifespans are eternity. Recently, the population of Heavenly Court has swelled a bit. The old boy of the Jade Emperor asked my grandson to sweep the surrounding barbarian land and expand the territory.
For a long time, it's a turf.
Ye Zichen smiled knowingly and chatted.
Ye Zichen: Whoever went to expand the territory, I see that none of the immortal friends went there.
Monkey King: Hey, it takes so many people to sweep a barbarian land. My old grandson has a golden hoop stick, that's enough. By the way, Erlang Shen wanted to grab this business with Lao Sun at the time, so I had a good fight.
puff.
No wonder Erlang Shen didn't take the initiative to look for him recently, it seems that the Monkey King was beaten and recuperated at home.
However, this Erlang God was also his brother who worshipped him anyway, so he was still a little uncomfortable after all.
But in Ye Zichen's heart, he still wanted to worship the Great Sage.
Even the god Erlang is beaten, that is definitely the existence of heaven carrying the handle!
This kind of person must have a good relationship.
Rubbing his hands together, Ye Zichen looked around in the dormitory. It happened that Zhu Yunbo had a bucket of instant noodles left when he was playing games yesterday.
scanning.
send.
Ding dong.
The Monkey King has received your red envelope.
Monkey King: Hey, what a good baby this is.
Ye Zichen: This is Xiaoxian's recent victory in a secret place, and the great sage fought hard in the barbarian land. Xiaoxian didn't have anything to give to the Great Sage, just a bucket of instant noodles to express his feelings.
Monkey King: Instant noodles
Ye Zichen's heart throbbed.
I accidentally said the name, but it doesn't matter, we can come back.
Ye Zichen: This is the name Xiaoxian gave it, the reason why it is called instant noodles...
Barabara Yeechen instilled a lot of theoretical knowledge on the Monkey King. He was clear about the character of the monkey. For him, this kind of knowledge was no different from the Tang monk chanting scriptures.
Monkey King: Okay, just tell my grandson how to eat it.
Ye Zichen: Soak with water.
Monkey King: OK, my grandson understands.
Ding dong.
The intimacy between you and the Monkey King has increased by 5, and the current intimacy is 175, which is still 25 away from trust.
Increased intimacy again.
Although this intimacy has increased less, the mosquito legs are also meat.
After a while, the Monkey King sent another embarrassed expression.
Monkey King: My old grandson has nothing to give you.
Ye Zichen: It's fine, it's good to have the Great Sage's will.
Monkey King: No, my old grandson is not the kind of person who likes to take advantage.
Seeing this, Ye Zichen couldn't help but pouted. In Journey to the West, there are few great sages who take advantage of others.
When you see something good, you put it in your pocket, and everyone in the heavenly court will have nothing to do with him.
Ding dong.
Ye Zichen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the great sage would really send out.
Click on the red envelope.
You have received a red envelope from the Monkey King.
Help Hairy X1.