The cold wind was howling outside the window, and the house was warm and tight. The fire was booming in the fireplace. Lexin had been waiting for the Sith for a long time.

The tea and biscuits on the table were still steaming, and he was lying on the rocking chair by the fire, looking extremely lazy.

Therefore, if the person who feels sad, his voice will be killed; if the person who feels happy, his voice will be slow.

Like his name, Lexin, Lexin, this is a man who always smiles at the corner of his mouth, as if he doesn't know sorrow, and slowly lives in the last century.

"Lekang, my little baby, come here and let your dad hug you."

As soon as he saw the Sith, he stood up from the chair, and was very happy on his meticulously care.

He preferred to call Sith Lekang, which was his name.

The five sounds are full of complexity, and you are happy and happy.

From "Chu Ci? Nine Songs? Donghuang Taiyi", it means health and happiness.

He didn't have so much thought about his children. As for the name Sith, he had to ask the archbishop of Russia's adult religion.

As the biggest financial backer in his parish, the Le family wanted to make trouble no matter what the matter was, not to mention the first major event in the past decade that the Sith was born.

With a loud bang, he insisted that the Sith was a natural person who did great things. He chose a large number of names from Caesar and Octavia for Le Xin to choose. If Le Xin hadn't insisted, he would have even wanted to be the Godfather of the Sith.

Among the names, Lexin knew the hero with keen eyes. At that time, he was young and energetic. He was addicted to Darth Vader and fell in love with the name Sith at a glance. As a joke, he didn't know that in the end it was overshadowed by Le Kang's name.

But this also complements the code name before the Sith travels through time and his current abilities, and is also a kind of fate.

Sith hugged with helplessness. Although he was very busy and could not touch the ground all day long, since his grandfather's death, he has indeed been a person who pays more and more attention to bloodline and family relationships. Otherwise, he would not have taken the time to go back to his hometown to build a ancestral hall.

The two sat together towards the table, and a stream of emerald green water poured out from the Lexin's celadon teapot, and with dense steam, it fell into the porcelain cup and handed it over.

"This is my own spring tea. I personally fry it. It's hard to buy one or two taels of money. If you try it, do you feel like you're returning to your hometown?"

"Thank you, but I don't know much about tea." Sith took a sip and raised his head, "But since he wants to go back, then go back. Why do you have to be nailed to this barren land?"

"Yes, it's good to go back." Le Xin sighed, with a little melancholy on her face. "I asked him this when the old man was still there. If you want to go back, you'll be back. The old house is still there, so you have to stay here and live under someone else's roof."

His body collapsed on the chair, and Le Xin's body always revealed a sense of laziness.

Sith put down the teacup and gave him a secret glance.

"The person who lives under someone else's roof is not as leisurely as you."

He stretched, tilted his head, and the smile on his face was a little calm.

"I don't have many days like today every year. What if I have a little rest?"

“Is that why you went to Hawaii to see swimsuits?”

"Ahem." Lexin seemed to choke. "You should know that I have been clean for years. Since your mother subdued me, I haven't done anything out of the ordinary for many years, but she is even busier than me."

Sith turned his head too far. His parents' relationship was not something he should interfere, and his strong mother didn't need outsiders to interfere. Since she could tie this playboy to be the groom, she could still break his father's legs now.

The gentleness of these years is just an illusion, and she is still the crazy woman who is so strong that she explodes.

"I don't want to continue arguing about your family's younger brother. Why don't you continue to talk about the old house? I may be more interested in this."

Le Xin is obviously in a dilemma.

"You know, it's really not easy for me to find someone who can talk to you. After all, your mother is always so polite in front of outsiders."

The Sith remained silent.

"Okay, okay, I understand. If you don't talk about these depressing words, how about you? I heard that you have a close contact with Kuroko Shirai from the school city. What? Do you like her? Actually, I want you to find a Chinese wife more." Le Xin was helpless and always wanted to find something to get around this matter.

"She and I are actually just a simple brother-sister relationship." Sith shrugged.

It’s not good if it’s not Shirai Kuroko, but it’s a pity that he is a Ji-sama. He is just a tool for purchasing computer accessories. Apart from computer accessories, I’m afraid the boat of their friendship will also capsize.

"Since that's the case, how about a marriage for the country? My childhood daughter seems to be almost twenty years old." Le Xin asked suddenly.

"Dad, although I am a genius, I am actually only thirteen. Don't you think it's too early to think about this now?" Sith drooped his eyelids, and the rubies on his cane were also flashing, as if expressing silent protest.

Le Xin glanced at him and always had a faint smile on his face. He knew this ghost, and he heard that it was an earl in Hungary in the 16th century.

Although it is not nice for his son to be a Dead Knight, in other words, this also indirectly proves that the corruption of the Russians in the church is useless at all. His father is still his father, such a playboy...hehe, this kind of temperament that is desperate for love is exactly the same as him.

As for safety issues, he was increasingly unable to see through his son. Since he gained abilities and was called "Raw Stone", he didn't know how strong his thin son was.

lv4 great ability?

Nonsense, he has never been to the school city. Those ordinary people with great lv4 abilities are not as dangerous as their own sons. If others want to deal with him, at least the saints will rise.

But because of this, Pat (a bishop of the region) kept spying on his little baby, what a bullshit Siberian black crown? If you want to push his son out to fight with the lv5 players in the school city, you just said that the magic side and the scientific side penetrate each other, what is the matter of involving others?

It turns out that I am not my own baby, and I don’t know how to care for and cherish it at all.

Thinking of Elizabeth in the Sith stick, Lexin felt relieved and fought against the Russian Adult Church, which was something he was very happy to see.

There is not a single good thing for the Russians on the plateau.

When returning to China, Chinese people still have to return to China. Friends come with fine wine, and enemies come with hunting rifles. Unlike now, they are trembling every day, walking on thin ice.

But it is not that easy to return to China, when will he find that guy and end it all?
Chapter completed!