Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

The Demon Emperor didn't even raise his head: "Since you're back, let's cook. Your mother wants to eat chestnut chicken at noon today."

The boy at the door is the boy who grew up to be fifteen, and when he was a child, he was a miniature version of the Demon Emperor. Now that he has grown up, there is no one who looks like his father. Standing beside the Demon Emperor, he is almost like a brother. When going out, someone praised more than once: Looking at a pair of brothers, one is more handsome than the other.

At this moment, the boy Baozi at the door, with his head raised, was no longer as energetic as when he first entered the door, he was like a beaten eggplant, and looked very depressed.

He put on his slippers and lazily replied, "Oh... Got it..."

Yu Tianxuanhuang cast a glance at him: "Go quickly if you know."

Now people think that the actual age is over forty, but the maintenance is indeed very good. It looks like it is more than 30 years old at most, without the exaggeration and immaturity of young people, with the maturity and stability accumulated over the years. One is a big mountain, which is more attractive than young people.

"Just go, why are you so fierce, and my mother, did you make my mother angry?"

The boy Baozi originally thought that when he grows up, he will make this old man look good sooner or later, but...he seems to have expected too much. The old man in his family is a big devil who never dies, even if he grows up, he will not be his opponent. , Every time I was crushed by him and couldn't stand up, life was very hard!

Outsiders all thought that he was a handsome noble son, who must have been born with a golden spoon in his mouth, who could be as easy as the wind or the rain as he wanted, and someone would serve him as soon as he stretched out his hand.

But how do others know the hardships of his life? As long as he returns home now, it's his job to do laundry and cooking. Not only that, but also to ensure that his mother is always happy.

Yu Tianxuanhuang glanced at him, with a schadenfreude smile, "Your mother will come down as soon as the cooking is done, the ingredients are all in the refrigerator, you can cook it yourself, you still have half an hour to cook."

Boy Baozi Fifteen, his expression changed when he heard it, he opened the refrigerator with a whoosh and carried all the ingredients into the kitchen.

After half an hour, he barely finished the meal.

When he heard footsteps coming down the stairs, he immediately stuck out his head to take a look. It was indeed his beautiful and gentle mother who came down from the stairs.

The little bun hurriedly said: "Mom, I've prepared dinner, I'll take it out right away."

Needless to say, his status in this family is the lowest. Only his mother's status will last forever and last forever. Therefore, he must please his mother in order to avoid more blame from that dead old man.

When Zhuge Canglan heard Xiao Baozi's voice, he immediately smiled deeply, "Fifteen is back, are you going to school these two days?"

Today's Zhuge Canglan has adjusted her age to a woman who looks like she is just in her early 30s. Her charm and temperament are all in the peak state, and her gestures make people feel so beautiful.

Fifty-one came out with a plate: "It's very good, mom... I made chestnut chicken, you can try it."

He calmly changed the subject of Zhuge Canglan.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, it's because the school is too scary.

Now a college student, -_-! Fifteen doesn’t know what to say anymore, as soon as he appears, it’s no longer just girls blocking him, and even many men chase him even more crazily...