Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 564 Visiting the Old God

A certain girl wished she could let go of her arms and embrace her little brother, and said excitedly:

"Hahaha - our little boy god fan is so cute!!!"

A boy:
".."

In the sky, in the envious and admiring eyes of the people, the little speeding car, one black and one red, disappeared and drove towards the most luxurious and domineering villa in City A.

Night falls gradually.

The gorgeous mottled starlight replaced the fiery sunset, and the pouring of the Milky Way fully released its most mysterious and secluded charm.

Everything, the birth of the night, the curtain has been drawn——
Doomed to a frantic and dark contest——
The two miniature speeding cars, stained with darkness by sleeping in the dark, like ghosts, silently landed on the open-air garden on the top floor of the villa that exudes a low-key and luxurious atmosphere in the dark night.

In the dark night, two little people, the night is their home field.

As if the wings of a demon angel had been inserted, the black wings waved the icy chill that spread and dissipated, just so silently, avoiding all the most high-end monitoring equipment in this top luxury villa, as well as the ubiquitous Bodyguards in uniform black suits.
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In the villa, the master bedroom on the second floor.

Only the table lamp worth tens of millions inherited from the European court beside the bed emitted a faint yellow light, but it did not add any warmth to the cold room.

But you can see that the whole room, with the cold yellow light, the white hand-carved three-dimensional carved totem wall, the luxurious high-end golden TV wall, all the furniture are all handcrafted in Italy, the ceiling On the table, the huge and luxurious crystal chandelier, with its dim yellow light, actually glowed with silvery cold light. It was handed down from the European royal family in the last century. Its value cannot be measured by how much money it has.

I saw-
In the huge and extravagant room, on the big light yellow bed with little light——
A man, half leaning on the back of the bed.

There is no expression on that cheek that bears some resemblance to Ji Zefeng but has traces of vicissitudes. However, in the glowing light yellow light, it seems to be faintly visible. On the man's sword-like black domineering face In the eyebrows, there is the pain of trying to bear the cold!
Those eyes, which were wrinkled at the corners but still domineering in the slightest, were also slightly closed, as if he didn't want others to see what he was trying to hold back under his eyes.
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Standing beside the big bed was a man of some age, holding a bowl of light sweet-scented osmanthus porridge that was still slightly steaming.

The expression on his face looked a little worried, and he said respectfully and persuasively to the man on the bed:

"Master, I ordered them to make your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus porridge. You can eat as much as you want. If this continues, your body will really not be able to bear it."

As he said that, the man took a step forward, and handed the bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus porridge in his hand to the man who was half leaning on the bed.

The man on the bed---
The closed eyes slowly opened.

In You Sen's eyes, it seems that the domineering and fierceness of the past is gone, and there is even a sense of sadness.

The pursed indifferent lips were already a little dry.

The man's voice also became a little hoarse. He glanced at the sweet-scented osmanthus porridge handed to him, then raised his eyelids slightly, and said lightly:

"Old Xu, let it go, I want to be quiet."

Saying that, those bleak and cloudy eyes closed again.
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Dear friends, I'm really sorry for everyone, after these few days, Tutu will definitely explode for you!

(End of this chapter)