"Brother Jiang Dian, drink, don't raise fish, you won't be able to drink even a monk like me."

"Brother San Zan, look at what you said, I won't pour another hundred cups."

The two of them were drinking to their heart's content, when suddenly a familiar voice sounded in their ears, "Brother, why are you here secretly drinking with dad?"

"Brother? Who is it!" Jiang Dian looked at Jiang Mingke slightly drunkenly, then at Jiang Yinxi, and said with a smile, "Mingke, you kid is acting up again, come and let me introduce you, this is Jiang Liu

My uncle, your brother’s future master.”

A pair of scarlet eyes stared at Jiang Mingke in the black mist, with doubts and confusion. How did she recognize herself? Is it possible that the brother-controllers all have their own person-finding and locating systems?

"Jiang Yinxi, are you stupid? You insist on having an exciting father-son game. It's over now."

Jiang Yinxi forced himself to sip the wine calmly, pretending to be a worldly expert in front of his father. How could he not get beaten if he was found out? He was waiting online in a hurry.

"Dad, what are you talking about? When did my brother change his name to Jiang Liu'er?" Jiang Mingke said doubtfully, and suddenly felt the corner of his clothes being pulled by someone. When he turned around, he saw that it was Wan'er.

"What's wrong with sister Wan'er?"

Miss Wan'er looked at Jiang Mingke and let out a long sigh. It seemed that Mingke hadn't figured out the situation yet. She hoped that Huiyinxi would be beaten less often.

"This girl, I am Tang Sanzong, not Jiang Yinxi. I'm afraid you have mistaken the person."

"Brother, there is no need to say anything. This kid Ming Ke is so eager to admit that he is the wrong person." Jiang Dian said, turning his head to Jiang Ming Ke and continued, "Ming Ke, adults are talking about things, children, please don't interrupt."

Huh? Jiang Yinxi looked at Jiang Dian in disbelief. His father was actually so smart, so he couldn't spoil his father's feelings.

"Brother Jiang, Tong Yanwuji, come on, keep drinking, what were we talking about just now?"

Wan'er watched Jiang Yinxi go further and further on the road of seeking death. She stepped forward, said good luck to Jiang Dian, picked up the wine bottle on the table, "Master, Wan'er is here to pour you a drink."

Wan'er filled the glass with Jiang Dian, and when Jiang drank from the stream, she stopped her glass before it was full, signaling to Jiang that it was enough to drink from the stream.

Jiang Yinxi looked at Wan'er, a little puzzled as to why he didn't fill it up, "Girl, I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Don't look down on me."

Hearing this, Wan'er squinted her eyes and smiled, filled Jiang Yinxi's cup, and said with a chuckle: "I have a husband who once said the same thing, and later he was taught a lesson by his wife and he complained a lot."

"What's the point of singing this?" Jiang Dian was about to ask Wan'er to step down. The Jiang family's daughter-in-law didn't need to do this, so she toasted, but she found that Jiang Mingke's face looked wrong.

"Zizhuzi, mother has prepared dinner. If you don't go, it will be gone."

"Wait a minute, Spider-Man, go right away."

As soon as the black mist dispersed, it gathered in another place. Spider Zi's figure walked out of the black mist and headed towards Jiang Mansion non-stop.

Seeing Jiang Liu'er's true appearance in front of him, Jiang Dian frowned and stood up. Seeing that his son was still alive, the father pulled out the seven wolves. Although he didn't have a belt on his body, the two big butt pockets could still make Jiang Yinxi cry for a long time.

of.

"Yinxi, my good big brother, can you tell me, my little brother, what's going on?"

"Dad, do you believe me when I say I was forced?"

Seeing Jiang Dian getting closer and closer, Jiang Yinxi looked around to see if there was a fat, earless cat around and asked him to find a time machine to go back to the past.

Obviously, no!

Looking at Jiang Yinxi, Jiang Dian said coldly: "Believe it, why don't you believe it?"

Ai Xinghong shook his head and asked the servants to leave together. The scene that followed was horrific, but Ai Xinghong still breathed a sigh of relief. Jiang Yinxi's strength was unknown, but he still valued family ties. In official terms, Jiang Yinxi was

Yinxi is "controllable".

Jiang Mingke looked at Jiang Yinxi who was screaming repeatedly, and realized later that she seemed to have done something wrong. It turned out that Wan'er's actions were not to declare her sovereignty, but to persuade her to stop.

…

In Jiang Mansion, Jiang Yinxi covered her butt. Dad was really aggressive. He was already such an adult, and he was beaten to pieces. If he hadn't been able to recover well, he wouldn't have been able to lie down and sleep for half a month.

In the study, Jiang Dian snorted coldly: "My dear brother, tell me what's going on. Why did you appear in the wild forest? And what's going on with your hair?"

"Dad, I felt you were in danger, so I rushed over to save you."

"Dad is not talking about your strength. Of course, dad knows that it is the power of the devil. What is going on with your hair? Why are you bald again?"

After a period of good conversation, Jiang Yinxi left the study. Jiang Dian watched Jiang Yinxi leave and sighed. His son seemed to have hidden many secrets.

When a child gets older, it's normal to have secrets, but he doesn't understand, why is he bald again?

Jiang Mingke, who had been waiting outside the study, saw Jiang Yinxi coming out, and ran up to him with three steps at a time and two steps at a time. He said with an expression as if I was at fault: "Brother, Mingke didn't do it on purpose."

"Well, I know, so can you please take your hands away."

Jiang Yinxi looked at Jiang Mingke, alas, the pain was in vain.

…

After dinner, Jiang Yinxi returned to the room for the first time in a long time. The injuries his father sustained would be healed in no time by an ordinary eighth-level martial artist, let alone him.

It seemed that the surroundings were eerily quiet tonight, as if someone had given an order to isolate the area around his room.

Lying on the rocking chair in the room, the rocking chair swayed gently, and Wan'er, wearing an elegant long dress, pushed the door open and walked in, with endless tenderness in her eyes.

I don't know whether it was because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, or something else, but Wan'er was sitting next to him, her head lowered and her eyebrows raised with a smile on her lips. At that moment, Jiang Yinxi felt like a beautiful lady from a painting had stepped out.

Feeling that Jiang Yinxi was looking at her, Miss Wan'er raised her head, pursed her lips and smiled, as if a wisp of spring breeze was blowing by, and her figure was invisible in the time.

For a moment, Jiang Yinxi seemed to see a female classmate who was like this many years ago. She pursed her lips and smiled, and she was very charming in that moment.

But it was only for a moment, when our eyes met, there was only the reflection of my sweetheart.

"Husband, are these words for Wan'er?"

Wan'er took out a piece of white paper from her arms. There was a delicate fragrance floating on the warm paper. Jiang Yinxi took a closer look and saw that it was something he had written to Chen Ping'an to comfort Su Ling'er when he had nothing to do.

With such a cherished look on his face, he nodded.

"Since you like it, then I will write for you again."

"The people beside me are like the moon, and my bright wrists are filled with frost and snow!"

"Like it?"

Shuangxue? Wan'er seemed to have thought of something and felt a little disappointed.

Jiang Yinxi chuckled, "It has nothing to do with her, it has everything to do with you."

"How about this!"

I only saw the writing on the paper: "The snow is dancing and lingering, lingering like the snow. I have a handful of jade on my waist, just afraid that the wind will break it. If I can buy a smile, I can measure the bright moon. I have golden lotus flowers, and I carry them step by step.

Low socks.”

Wan'er smiled sweetly and looked at the bright moon by the window, "Husband, let me grind it for you!"

Under the moonlight in front of the window, the beauty is grinding. The young master looks at the beauty and forgets to write when he picks up his pen. Such a beautiful scenery on such a beautiful day, even the crescent moon shakes, shakes, shakes, how long will it stop! I like cultivating immortals: everything is wrong with the heroine, please collect it
Chapter completed!