How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

"Oh, oh, it seems so. I must have misread it, hahaha..."

"You two, slow down!"

"Don't fall!"

"Mu Guang will pay."

"Hey, wait a minute, Xiao Chen brought it with him!"

"..."

"Hey, Black Sun, try this one, it's fucking sour!"

"Mine is sweet, you can have this one."

"Okay, then I'll have one, hehe!"

"Any amount is fine, I remember there's another one up ahead on this street..."

Ahem, good morning everyone at 8 AM! Σ(|||▽|||)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 304 I'll wait until tomorrow, today is truly joyful

"I don't recognize many of these characters..."

Hei Yang said with a headache, "While I was watching, a name suddenly popped up, as if it was very familiar with the protagonist, but I don't know him at all!"

"Nonsense, those are characters who appeared in the previous two movies, just watch them and you'll be fine."

Hongli said dismissively, "It won't affect your reading."

"what?"

Hei Yang looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Just imagine the naive and innocent girl turning into a villain and seeking revenge as a celebration of the Dragon King's return after three years."

Hongli casually replied, "That's pretty much the idea."

"hiss……"

Hei Yang gasped for Hong Li, and couldn't help but say, "You understand, Sister Hong Li!"

"Humph, of course."

Hongli smiled smugly: "Don't you even know who I am..."

"Xiao Li, come here for a second!"

"Ah?"

Before Hongli could finish speaking, she suddenly heard her mother calling her. She looked up in confusion, opened her umbrella, and saw her mother waving at her: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? Come here!"

"Okay, here it comes!"

Hongli scratched her head, handed the book to Heiyang, and ran towards her mother: "Heiyang, please remember how many pages I've read, and don't fold the corners!"

"Uh, page ninety-three."

Hei Yang glanced at the page number, memorized it, put the book away, and slowly followed Hong Li's footsteps. He walked curiously to his mother Qing Yiyi's side and saw Hong Li's family enter a shop on the south side of the road. He couldn't help but ask, "What are they doing here?"

"Don't worry about what Xiaoli is doing..."

Mom Qingyi pulled Heiyang toward another store: "Mom has shown you a few clothes, come in and try them on."

"Huh? Mom, I can sew clothes too, why are you looking at theirs?"

"Hey, how can that be the same? Do you even know anything about fashion? Do you even know what the current trends are? They're professionals!"

"I'm not going to wear it out in public..."

"Stop talking so much, go try those on!"

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang subconsciously looked outside the shop, trying to ask his father for help, only to see his father standing next to Xiao Huo and Lian Lian watching the two play, looking completely indifferent and ignoring his son's pleading gaze.

Hei Muguang glanced at Hei Yang, then turned his head away as if he didn't care at all, continuing to act as the child's guardian.

"Better a dead son than a dead father! I'd better behave myself in front of your mother today. Don't try to wink at me, I can't see it, I can't see it..."

Who is Xiaoyang? I don't know him.

Hei Yang: "..."

…………

After one hour.

"Mom, those clothes are really uncomfortable to wear..."

Hei Yang, looking utterly hopeless, was dragged around by his mother, who muttered, "This is an anti-human design, okay? Who would sew gemstones into the collar? Doesn't it feel uncomfortable?"

"Oh, you don't understand, this is the trend this year. Look in the mirror, isn't it beautiful?"

"It looks good because your son looks good, what does it have to do with the clothes? Oh dear, this one won't do, take it off, take it off! Comfort is more important than looking good!"

"But this is what's popular this year..."

"I am a remnant of the old era, and it is too early for me to be exposed to this kind of art..."

Hei Yang muttered to himself, "I think the outfit my grandpa wore before was pretty good..."

"Nonsense, your grandfather dressed like that because he was old. You're so young and you're trying to copy him?"

Young people should be energetic and vibrant. Look at others, who's like you?

"Hongli."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll spank you!"

"Mom, I'm eighteen!"

"You know you're eighteen, right? It's embarrassing if your mom still has to worry about your food, clothing, and shelter at eighteen!"

"Waaaaah, stop scolding, stop scolding! You're making the child stupid..."

Hei Yang, on the verge of tears, was dragged around by his mother, weaving through various shops, letting her do whatever she wanted with him.

From a young age, whenever Hei Yang went shopping with his mother, he always felt like a little girl's doll in her hands.

Every time, Heiyang would be dressed up and changed by his mother, who would then drag him to the mirror to admire him.

At this moment, Mom would look at Hei Yang with sparkling eyes and proudly praise her son: "As expected of his mother's own son, his looks are just as good as Qing Yiyi's!"

So Hongli was also dragged away by her mother to be used as a doll, right...?

While his mother went to pay the bill, Hei Yang sneaked out of the store to keep watch. Then he saw a furtive figure around the corner, craning his neck and peeking at something.

"Phew! I finally escaped..."

Hong Li breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and showed a relieved expression.

"Fortunately, Hei Yang was also captured, otherwise it would have been too terrifying if he had seen it."

"Why can't Black Sun see it?"

A curious voice came from behind.

"Because I like him a lot, I care a lot about his opinion on my appearance!"

Hongli rolled her eyes: "Who knows if he'll like this look? What if he thinks it's ugly..."

"Tch, I wouldn't care if it were someone else."

"No, I need to find a place to exchange it..."

Before Hongli could finish speaking, she suddenly fell silent, sighed heavily, numbly turned her head, saw the familiar comical face, lowered her head resignedly, and said, "Alright, I'm ready, you can start laughing now."

Let Li use her pitiful sense of shame to amuse Lord Black Sun, waaaaaah…

"Pfft..."

Hei Yang suppressed a laugh, watching Hong Li blush and give up, looking somewhat embarrassed and angry. He quickly waved his hand and explained, "Um, I wasn't mocking you for this. It's just that your words inexplicably tickled my funny bone, hahaha..."

"Ah, yes, yes, say whatever you want."

Hongli sighed, straightened her hair, and pointed to herself: "Mr. Heiyang, what's your opinion?"

"honestly……"

A look of amazement flashed in Hei Yang's eyes, and he sincerely praised, "She's a sight to behold! Yes, she's stunningly beautiful, a beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky, and the moon hide its face in shame!"

The sparkling hair ornaments adorning her hair made the girl even more adorable and charming. Her resentful little eyes were fixed on the black sun, and she seemed to have applied lipstick to her lips, which made her look somewhat coquettish.

The silver necklace that Hei Yang had given her still adorned her fair neck; perhaps imbued with spiritual energy, it added a touch of tranquility to the girl's already refined appearance.

Her striking red dress was eye-catching, but it didn't look ostentatious on the girl. Instead, it was like a cold fire, not scorching or intimidating, yet burning intensely in Hei Yang's eyes.

The long skirt covered her knees, revealing two sections of fair calves. She wore beige patterned cloth shoes, and her little feet were fidgeting restlessly, revealing her inner panic.

Seeing the undisguised admiration and praise in Hei Yang's eyes, Hong Li was overjoyed, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up as she asked again to confirm, "Really?"