The only favorite evil and cute little egg concubine

Chapter 72 Son, I'm Your Father (2)
Qing Yin on the side had long been startled by Yan Buli's sudden bold action, opened his mouth and blinked in a daze, and couldn't help widening his eyes when he heard her words, when there was a bump in the carriage , Qing Yin fell off the couch in a daze, got up quickly, looked at his master who was pressed under Yan Buli, turned his eyes, and looked at the roof of the car with a bright and sad angle of [-] or [-] degrees. Shenwu, the self-sacrificing master was attacked by his own daughter, and it was still a molestation!It's really against the sky!
Sensing the changes under her body, Yan Qing had a cold and calm face, stared at Yan Buli, clamped her arms, and pulled her aside, sat up by herself, and glanced coldly at Qing Yin .

Receiving his gaze, Qingyin quickly lowered her head, not daring to look any further!
Yan Qing's face was tense, and the embarrassment in his heart was suppressed, and he looked at Yan Buli with his red lips tightly pursed, and raised his eyebrows and eyes in displeasure, this girl really watched too much about the secrets of spring girls!How dare you be so bold!
Frowning in displeasure, Yan Buli glanced at Yan Qing, put a short arm around his neck with pride, and then moved closer together, looking straight into Yan Qing's black eyes, Yan Buli licked his lips. He licked his dry lips and said, "Man, my sister has taken a fancy to you, so I will keep your delicious and spicy food with my sister, how about it?"

"Pfft." Qing Yin couldn't help laughing, then quickly covered her mouth, raised her eyes and looked at Yan Yanqing timidly, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help grinning, don't say, hot and spicy, little Grandpa is really domineering!

Yan Qing looked at her and took a deep breath. Her flushed cheeks and misty eyes were obviously playing a drunken frenzy, her big hand tightly clasped her waist, and the other hand gently pinched Yan Buli's Chin, the voice was deep and magnetic, it was really pleasant to hear, "Yan Buli, I am your father! You girl!" It was only at the end that the voice became a little out of breath.

Yan shook off Yan Qing's hand unhappily, frowned, raised his eyes, and sneered, "Father, heh, I'm an orphan, father, man, your joke is not funny."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Buli seemed to think of something, hehe smirked twice, and then refuted, "Oh, by the way, I have a father, his name is Yan Qing, um, are you my father? "

With a coquettish ending, Yan Buli cupped Yan Qing's cheeks, swung his hands left and right, looked him up and down, smiled, hugged his neck with both hands, and quickly Kissed his lips, and said loudly, "Well, you are my father, Yan Qing, hehe, I have a father."

Looking at Yan Buli who was playing drunken madness in front of him, Yan Qing sighed helplessly, and looked at Qingyin, "Is there any medicine to sober up?"

Qingyin raised his head and looked at him, "Master, I don't have the medicine to sober up the elixir on my body. If I want to sober up the young master, I have to go back to my house to make it."

"Father, shhh, let me tell you a secret." Putting an index finger on Yan Qing's lips, Yan Buli said mysteriously, "Father, let me tell you, in fact, every time I cry It’s a fake, but you still want to eat this, you fool, haha!”

Two idiots!Yan Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at her and asked, "Then why are you pretending to cry?"

"That's because I don't like to cry! Heh, how could I cry like those brats, so every time I pretend to cry, it's just to lie to Yan Qing, haha."

Yan Buli smiled shyly, Qingyin looked at her and couldn't bear to look away, young master, if you tell this secret of yours, will you regret it in the future?
When Yan Buli thinks about this move in the future, she really regrets it so much that she can't wait to slap herself to death, peat, let your bastard speak out.

Fragments of sunlight shone in from the window sills, Yan Buli turned over holding the quilt, frowned, and slowly opened his eyes, feeling a little pain in his head, rubbed his temples, yawned, raised his hands high and stretched After a lazy waist, he sat up quickly, and saw Yan Qing who was leaning on the bed and reading a book. He immediately grinned and called out sweetly, "Daddy, morning! I have a headache."

Yan Qing put down the book in his hand, glanced at her, took the green pill on the table beside him, and lightly poked Yan Buli's forehead, "I made you drink too much last night, you know you have a headache after a hangover! Nuo, take the medicine." As he spoke, he handed the medicine to her, and took the water glass on the desk with one hand.

Looking at the small round green pill, Yan Buli heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not a traditional Chinese medicine, so she took it and put it in her mouth. Yan Qing also brought the water glass to her mouth in good time, and Yan Buli bowed his head to hold it He took a water glass, gulped down two gulps, and swallowed the pill in his mouth.

Suddenly Yan Buli was stunned for a moment, she remembered that she had the habit of drinking madness when she was drunk, and she didn't remember exactly what it was when she woke up, but Qisha said that her drunken madness was very ruinous. The three views are very sloppy, very sloppy, she just thinks about that scene a little bit, and she thinks it is too beautiful to look at.

Pursing his lips, Yan Buli leaned closer to Yan Qing, and asked cautiously, "Father, didn't I do anything last night?"

Yan Qing glanced at her, took the clothes at the side and put them on for her, with a very calm expression, "No, you have been falling asleep since you were drunk."

Immediately, Yan Buli felt relieved, pursed his lips and smiled, "It's fine if you don't have it, it's fine if you don't have it."

Yan Qing glanced at her without saying a word, dressed her, washed her again, carried her out of the inner room, and sat down at the Eight Immortals table.

There are several dishes, a bowl of hot rice porridge and a glass of rainbow milk on the table. Drinking a glass of rainbow milk before breakfast is an inseparable habit. She picked up the crystal cup and drank it in big gulps. Yan Qing, who was sitting by the side, glanced at her and set up dishes for her.

Picking up the small celadon bowl, Yan Qing twisted the spoon up and down to scoop the porridge to cool the porridge. His slender fingers were white and tender with well-defined joints. Yan Buli was drinking rainbow milk and staring at him. I have to say that Yan Qing's hands are really It is very nice.

After gulping down the last sip of rainbow milk, Yan Buli put down the crystal cup, and exhaled refreshingly. After drinking the rainbow milk, she always felt refreshed. I wonder if it was a psychological effect?
Seeing that she had finished drinking, Yan Qing scooped up a spoonful of rice porridge and blew it towards her, and Yan Buli opened his mouth to swallow the rice porridge as usual. To be honest, Yan Qing dotes on her very much, he cares about her. Almost all of them are done by her own hands, and sometimes she is so spoiled that she thinks she is really a five-year-old child, and she is really drunk.

"Father, have you had breakfast yet?" Yan Buli looked at Yan Qing and said after swallowing the rice porridge.

Yan Qing picked up a chopsticks of green vegetables, put them into a bowl, and then scooped up a spoonful and fed them to her, with a hint of pampering in his tone, "I thought you were such a lazy slob! I've already eaten it."

"Hehe." Yan Buli smiled awkwardly, "Oh, by the way, father, remember to ask someone to go to Concubine Ji to ask for debts. Wasn't she very good at showing off last night? Don't you think you are a rich man? This Just let her be a good local tyrant this time, and don't hurt her to death, haha!"

(End of this chapter)