In a woman's life, there will usually be three extremely important men, namely her father, husband, and son.
Generally speaking, the relationship between a son, his husband, and his father will be relatively harmonious. But there are often some conflicts between fathers and husbands.
At this time, Feng Luochen was not Long Yimeng's husband yet. But Long Xiaotian looked at him and felt very unhappy.
It's just that as the emperor of the demon world, he also has to establish an extremely majestic image as a father. Even though Long Xiaotian was full of complaints, he could only swallow them alive.
"You said your sister, I have never seen her care so much when I was drunk. She is much more concerned about the human boy than her father. It's sour plum sobering soup, and it's The hot towel is really gentle and considerate. Is this still your unruly and willful sister? "
"Oh, it's hard to keep a female college student. It's really a bad woman to stay in college. I worked so hard to bring her up, but she is so good to another man. Now, as my father, I am dispensable. That's it." Long Xiaotian blew his beard and stared, obviously very unhappy.
At this time, he was no longer the arrogant and arrogant king of the demon world. He is just a father who is jealous of another man.
He no longer calls himself the emperor, but calls himself "I", completely losing the demeanor of the Demon Emperor. In this life, Long Xiaotian has been watching everything in Long Yi's dream room intently.
If Feng Luochen crossed the line even slightly, he would definitely rush into the room and beat him up severely. At this time, Feng Luochen was held by Long Yimeng's arm.
But he didn't make any overstep.
"Father, since you feel unhappy, why do you pretend to be generous and let Meng'er take care of Brother Feng? Why don't you just let the servants of the Monkey Clan take care of him?" After the Monkey Clan's dinner, Long Xiaoyao It won't work if you stay drunk.
After he sobered up, he was dragged by Long Xiaotian to monitor Long Yimeng's every move. Long Yimeng went to take care of Feng Luochen, but Long Xiaotian did not object.
But his actions at this time were obviously inconsistent.
"You know what the hell, even if I don't agree, will your sister agree? Besides, I have never seen Meng'er so happy. I have never seen Meng'er care so much about someone. I don't want to I see your sister is disappointed." In the end, Long Xiaotian could only turn all his dissatisfaction into a helpless smile.
Never thought that another man would appear and make his daughter fall in love with him in every possible way. His daughter's attachment to him even surpassed that of her own father.
In fact, Long Xiaotian just wants his precious daughter to be happy. But while his daughter was happy, he was jealous.
This may be exactly the ambivalent mentality of a father. He hopes that his daughter will never grow up.
I also hope that my daughter can be happy.
"As long as Meng'er can be happy, don't worry about it too much, Father. You said that girls are not allowed to stay in college, and my sister will get married one day. I think Brother Feng is not bad, Father Don't worry. Don't keep staring at them. If they kiss later, why don't you make yourself miserable?" Looking at the depressed Long Xiaotian, Long Xiaoyao snickered secretly.
But the other party was his father, so he had to offer words of comfort. He stepped forward and patted Long Xiaotian on the shoulder, and then said something that he thought was a word of comfort.
"I'm not happy. You're still acting so weird. Are you looking for a beating?" Long Xiaoyao's words of comfort were addressed to Long Xiaotian, who couldn't help but feel angry.
His eyes widened, and he picked up Long Xiaoyao casually. At this time, Long Xiaotian also vented his resentment on Long Xiaoyao.
The cultivation levels of Long Xiaotian and Long Xiaoyao were naturally very different. If Long Xiaotian wanted to beat him, Long Xiaoyao would have no room to resist.
The unlucky Long Xiaoyao was also beaten indiscriminately by his father. In the side hall, Long Xiaoyao's screams could be heard.
Because of the restrictions imposed by Long Xiaotian. No one knew that Long Xiaoyao was being beaten. Naturally, no one would take action to save him.
Long Xiaoyao's screams were mixed with Long Xiaotian's sighs. When it comes to the life-long events of his precious daughter, it is not that Long Xiaotian has not thought about it.
With Long Yimeng's identity and beauty, many of the most favored people in the demon world were fascinated by her.
When it comes to Long Yimeng's future husband, Long Xiaotian does have a candidate in mind. In Long Xiaotian's opinion, the only person who is qualified to be worthy of his daughter is Feng Jiutian of the Feng clan.
Feng Jiutian and Long Xiaoyao are equally famous, and they are also known as the dragon and phoenix twins in the demon world. Among the many geniuses in the demon world, Feng Jiutian is indeed one of the best.
However, Long Yimeng was Long Xiaotian's pet peeve. If she could fall in love with Feng Jiutian, Long Xiaotian would also be happy to see it happen.
If Long Yimeng doesn't want to, even the King of Heaven cannot force his daughter to do something she doesn't want to do.
As for Feng Luochen, although Long Xiaotian was unhappy with him, he also admired him. Although Feng Luochen is from the human race, he is the best choice in terms of character and talent.
Although Long Xiaotian is the Demon King, he is not a pedantic person. He doesn't really care about the so-called "human monsters have different paths".
It's just that the union between a human and a male will definitely encounter a lot of criticism. When Feng Luochen didn't have enough strength, Long Xiaotian naturally didn't want his precious daughter to be gossiped about by others.
Just looking at Long Yimeng's happy look, he really couldn't bear to break it. For the current plan, we can only take one step at a time.
Long Xiaotian's heart could be said to be spinning a thousand times. At this moment, he had no intention of looking at the mirror again.
Thinking about it, Feng Luochen wouldn't do anything too excessive towards Long Yimeng. Long Xiaotian smiled helplessly, then sighed quietly, and finally disappeared into the room.
Long Xiaoyao, who was left with a bruised nose and swollen face, was left groaning in pain in the room. At this time, Feng Luochen felt extremely sweet in his heart when he looked at the sleeping Long Yimeng.
Although his arms were slightly swollen and numb. But he didn't dare to make the slightest move, lest he wake up the sleeping beauty.
He just stayed with himself, his beloved woman, quietly. Watching her sleep, listening to her shouting her name in her sleep.
This moment is eternity. It was also an indelible memory that Feng Luochen would have throughout his life.
Gradually, Feng Luochen also felt a little sleepy. In a daze, he seemed to see Long Yimeng smiling at him again.
They slowly approached and came together. They look at each other, join hands with each other, and travel to the end of the world together.
As everyone knows, Long Yimeng is dreaming exactly the same dream as Feng Luochen at this moment. They join hands at the end of the world, carefree and at ease, and the mortal world is worthy of meeting them.
It's like having each other by your side means you have the whole world. In Feng Luochen's dream, Long Yimeng is his heroine.
In Long Yimeng's dream, Feng Luochen is her male protagonist. The overlapping of dreams and the fateful meeting in dreams are very magical.
Who would have thought that I have you in my dream, and you have me in your dream. The waves of the West Lake and the sunset glow, the two of them cuddled against each other.
Together they watched the sun rise and the moon set, and experienced the changes of day and night. Late at night, the two of them looked at the stars in the sky.
There are many stars and a bright moon in the sky, which is extremely beautiful. Suddenly, a meteor pierced the night sky. Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng both closed their eyes and made wishes involuntarily.
Their wishes are surprisingly the same. The wish they made was not to be able to grow old together with each other.
It's nothing, they will never be separated in this life. It's just a simple hope that the other person can be carefree, everything goes smoothly, and be happy.
The bright moon is in the sky, and little bits of moonlight are shining on the world. The moonlight was like water, but it continued to lengthen their shadows.
Unconsciously, their shadows overlapped each other. At this moment, they join hands and never forget each other.
Each other's shadows are also accompanied by the bright moon. Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng rode horses in the world of mortals and traveled across the world with swords.
They only hope that their destiny in this life is not over, and they would rather let the heaven down than let you down. The joy and moments of being with each other are the most wonderful memories between each other.
On the bank of the West Lake, on the broken bridge, on the small bridge in the ancient town, under the marriage tree, these familiar places left their presence everywhere.
The two of them were boating by the lake, enjoying themselves among the mountains and rivers. The two of them walked hand in hand on the waves, feeling the waves and the breeze blowing on their faces.
A life is fleeting in an instant, and a journey through mountains and rivers is a year of beauty. A piece of piano and flute brings a lifetime of love, a dream of freedom and dependence.
Hand in hand with the misty rain on the lakeside, walking together in the rain. Raising a hand to smooth the messy hair, each other's figures appeared in their hearts.
Leaning down and kissing her was like a dream, I will never regret this deep love in this life. In the cherry blossom forest, they watched the falling cherry blossoms flying and filling the sky.
They have a clear understanding of each other and draw swords against each other. Sakura kept hovering in the air as the sword moved. Every move they make is made with the same intention.
The sword dances with the mortal companions in the world. I don’t envy mandarin ducks or immortals. In a sea of lavender flowers, the two ran and chased. The colorful butterflies circled and danced as they chased.
Long Yimeng is like an elf in the flowers, dancing in this sea of lavender flowers. Under the illumination of the sunset at dusk, it is indescribably wonderful.
"Boy named Feng, I still want to go to many places and do many things. You will always stay with me, right?"
"Meng'er, wherever you want to go, I'll go with you. Whatever you want to do, I'll do it with you. No matter where you've been or what you've never been, I'll accompany you. No matter what you've done, If you have never done anything before, I will accompany you." Long Yimeng closed her eyes and hugged Feng Luochen's waist, her face full of happiness and joy.
Feng Luochen's face was full of tenderness and pampering. He hugged Long Yimeng into his arms and gently stroked her hair.
At this moment, he seemed to own the whole world.
