There was silence.
Jiang Yuan looked at Jiufeng and then at Huo Chenling.
"I'm going to see Zaizai, Siheng and the others."
Without waiting for Jiufeng and Huo Chenling to speak, he rubbed oil on the soles of Yuan's feet and walked away so neatly.
Jiufeng: "..."
Huo Chenling just stood at the door of the restaurant, staring at Jiufeng with a cold expression, while picking up his mobile phone to make a call.
"Jiang Lin, come in."
Jiang Lin, who came in a hurry, came in quickly.
"gentlemen."
Huo Chenling glanced at Huo Chenyun, who was lying on a chair in the restaurant and still vomiting.
"Clean him up and send him to his room. Don't disturb the old man and the old lady."
Jiang Lin: "...Yes, sir."
Huo Chenling: "The bonus at the end of the year will be tripled."
Jiang Lin suddenly became more energetic. Didn't he just vomit?
He also vomited!
He vomited even more violently.
"Don't worry, sir, I will send Mr. Three back to his room right away!"
After Jiang Lin finished speaking, he went in and quickly took off Huo Chenyun's coat, and then quickly walked out of the restaurant with others. When he passed by Jiu Feng, Jiu Feng wished he could stuff himself into the crack in the wall.
Huo Chenling looked at it and chuckled.
The veins on Jiu Feng's forehead throbbed wildly.
"Huo Chenling, did you even do this on purpose?"
Huo Chenling raised his eyebrows: "This?"
Jiu Feng couldn't bear it anymore and his voice was extremely cold.
"Huo Chenling vomited in front of us!"
Huo Chenling raised his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"you guess!"
Jiufeng: "..."
Jiufeng slowly closed his fingers, made a fist, and made a clucking sound.
Huo Chenling still stood there, his cold and cold expression looked like a sculpture, cold and impossible to ignore.
"Huo Chenling, you are just an ordinary person, don't worry too much, otherwise..."
Ignoring Jiufeng's threat, Huo Chenling lowered his eyes and adjusted his sleeves.
"Otherwise there will be no recovery?"
As if he had heard a big joke, Huo Chenling suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiufeng.
"Jiu Feng, Zai Zai is very well-behaved and filial. Do you think you can make me suffer in front of Zai Zai? Or die a good death?"
Jiufeng: "..."
The fists became harder and the joints cracked harder.
Huo Chenling suddenly looked at him with a smile on his face and said something that hurt his heart.
"Jiu Feng, I don't understand. You can live a good life if you stop here, why do you have to work so hard and wait to be beaten by Zaizai?"
Before Jiufeng could speak, Huo Chenling added another sentence and glanced at Jiufeng with a suspicious look.
"Is it because you have a masochistic constitution? Do you feel uncomfortable if you don't get beaten by Zaizai?"
Jiufeng took a deep breath and was about to scold Huo Chenling.
Because my nose was so good, I sniffed the smell of vomit.
Jiufeng: "..."
Jiufeng's handsome facial features were instantly distorted.
Huo Chenling suddenly reminded him with a chuckle.
"Look down at the top of the shoe?"
Jiufeng looked down subconsciously.
He was running fast enough that he definitely didn't catch the vomit.
But my eyes are so good, there is actually a little bit of dirt on the shoe...
Jiufeng: "..."
Jiufeng's breathing became heavier, and his facial features became even more distorted.
His whole head seemed to be shaking, and Huo Chenling was in a very good mood.
Still didn't forget to remind him.
"Jiu Feng, even if the old man and the old lady know that you are a non-human being, they have definitely never seen your true form! If your true form scares anyone here in the old house..."
Jiufeng's mouth changed back and forth between human form and bird form, and it was almost unbearable.
He screamed and turned into an afterimage and disappeared instantly.
A black feather floated from mid-air, and then slowly fell down.
Huo Chenling raised his head slightly, looked at it, and reached out to catch it.
At that moment, he found that he could actually feel Jiufeng's almost collapsed emotions.
"Jiu Feng?"
Jiufeng did almost collapse.
He is such a fastidious person, but he actually had vomit splashed on his shoes, and even took a breath...
When he transformed into a human, his clothes, shoes and socks were all made of black bird feathers.
That piece of bird feather was dirty, so of course he wouldn't want it again.
But I didn't expect Huo Chenling to catch it.
"Huo Chenling, throw it away!"
Huo Chenling didn't intend to keep it either.
But listening to Jiufeng's furious voice, a hint of deep meaning appeared in Huo Chenling's eyes.
"The feeling of vomit splashing on your body...isn't it very uncomfortable?"
Jiu Feng had returned to Xiaosan, the Yin Mansion at the back of Huo's Manor, and instantly transformed into his original shape upon landing.
He raised his head and screamed wildly.
Huo Chenling listened through Heiyu, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
"Jiu Feng, remember this feeling! You are plotting against my children in my home, and I am so disgusted with it! What a pity... you will never die!"
Jiufeng: "..."
If his feelings were not immortal, would this ordinary person still want to kill him?
But at this moment, Jiufeng didn't have time to pay attention to that.
He is dirty!
He is dirty!
He must be cleaned immediately!
Jiu Feng, whose heart almost collapsed, could not care less about harming himself. His soul burst out with power and ignited the black feather in Huo Chenling's hand, cutting off the connection with Huo Chenling.
As for whether it would hurt Huo Chenling...
How can he care about that?
The moment his power ignited Black Feather, Zaizai, who had just put down his uncle in the living room, noticed the cold power and quickly raised his head.
In an instant, she walked from the sofa in the living room to her human daddy.
The moment Black Feather was ignited by the power of Jiu Feng Yuan Shen, the Nine Nether Fires from the center of her eyebrows sprang out, wrapping Black Feather in it, and burning up Black Feather like igniting fireworks.
Huo Chenling was stunned.
After Zaizai finished all this, he raised his little head and looked at his human daddy.
"Dad, are you okay? Are you injured?"
Huo Chenling bent down and picked up the little guy.
"No, Zai Zai, dad is fine."
After making sure that the human nanny was fine, Zaizai felt relieved.
"Dad, why did Jiufeng suddenly hurt himself?"
There was a chill in Huo Chenling's eyes, but he was very gentle and doting when talking to his precious daughter.
"Maybe he has a guilty conscience."
Zaizai tilted his head, his face full of confusion.
"ah?"
Huo Chenling felt that it was necessary to tell Zaizai about the strange Yin energy that had recently appeared in the Yin house in the back of the manor.
"I don't know what Jiu Feng is planning recently. Your third brother said that he felt strange ghosts appear in Xiao San from time to time. The aura is still very strong. Xiao San is suppressed to death."
Zaizai frowned.
So I beat Jiufeng too lightly?
Uncle Jiang said that Pluto's father had returned to the underworld. Could it be related to the strange ghost thing Jiufeng had seen in the Yin House?
But what can they do?
Are you planning to take over Pluto’s father’s underworld?
But together they couldn't even beat her!
Zaizai couldn't understand what Jiufeng and the others were thinking.
Finally, I thought about it and came to a conclusion.
Still beaten too little!
I don’t know how to write the word Anfen!
Then give him another beating!
So after talking to the human nanny, Zaizai went straight to the back of Huo's Manor overnight.
Seeing Zaizai suddenly disappear without a trace, Huo Chenling could already imagine the scene of Jiufeng being beaten. The corners of his mouth slowly turned up, and he walked towards the living room.
Leave Siheng in the living room to take care of Huo Chenhui.
"Second uncle."
Huo Chenling smiled and nodded: "Young general, you go and rest, I will take care of your father here."
"Be good, Zaizai and I have to go to kindergarten tomorrow."
Jiang Siheng didn't insist anymore and went upstairs to sleep with his short legs.
After Huo Chenling made sure that the little guy went upstairs, he sat down on the sofa next to him and tapped his fingers on the coffee table.
Huo Chenhui, who was lying on the sofa drunk and asleep, pursed his lips, pulled his hair and slowly sat up, throwing the two miniature cameras to Huo Chenling.
"Give!"
