"Oh, little, little master... Oh, little master is back!"

"Not young anymore, seventeen already."

Hei Yang sighed, corrected the other person, and then showed a curious expression.

"So how come you have learned to speak? Who taught you?"

"Oh?!"

The rooster's comb stood up, and he became energetic after saying this!

I saw him moving slightly in the nest, removing his wings, and revealing the pheasant curled up like a little bird in his arms, his eyes full of pride.

"Xiaoyue, my, old, wife!"

"Fuck, how come you can even sleep with your wife in your arms..."

The corner of Hei Yang's mouth twitched and he said fiercely: "Just wait, I will be able to do it soon!"

"Oh, I wish you good luck~"

When the rooster realized that his little master had returned, he gave up the idea of ​​warning his family, folded his wings and curled up, and continued to sleep with his wife in his arms.

"Hey..."

Hei Yang curled his lips and walked towards the house: "Did you forget to turn off the lights, or did you say you didn't sleep? No way!"

"..."

"Da da!"

A knock on the door attracted the attention of Lan Yu, who was reading at the desk. She frowned and looked at the door, feeling wary.

"Who could it be in the middle of the night?"

"Squeak"

No matter how careful she was, there was still a lot of movement when the door was opened. Lan Yuying looked out and clenched the dagger in her sleeve, but she only saw darkness.

"Who is it? Where is the person?"

Lan Yuying was confused, and suddenly a red shadow flashed in and rushed towards her. The former was startled, raised her eyebrows, held the dagger and stabbed it with her hand, and shouted angrily: "Thieves, watch your moves!"

"Dangdang~"

Hongli opened her arms with a bright smile and flew towards her mother.

"Mom, I'm so shocked...ah!"

Then she saw a cold light flashing in front of her eyes!

Hongli: "...Happy?"

"..."

"Uh..."

Hei Yang blinked and looked at his mother who was reading at the desk. Although the book was held upside down, she was still sleeping on the table with her head tilted and her mouth seemed to be a little sparkling...

"Ah this, ah this..."

The corner of Hei Yang's mouth twitched, and he pulled the towel hanging next to him to wipe his mother's saliva: "Should I say you are worthy of being my mother..."

Suddenly, Qing Yiyi's fingers trembled slightly and she opened her eyes, her face full of confusion: "Ah? Ah? Ah! Who?"

Qing Yiyi was suddenly awakened by Hei Yang's movements, her body jumped away in response, and she screamed again and again.

"Who? Who? Where is Xiaori? Didn't Xiaori have any warning?"

"Hey, mom, I'm back to life."

Hei Yang smiled helplessly: "Who do you think is back?"

"Huh?!"

Qing Yiyi looked at the sound and her pupils shrank: "Son?!"

"..."

"!!!"

Only halfway through swinging the dagger did Lan Yuying see the face of the person coming, her pupils shaking: "Girl?!"

"Ahhhhhh??!"

Hongli's eyes widened and she suppressed her instinct to fight back to prevent herself from hurting her mother.

The dagger had already struck, and it was too late to stop the force, but who was Hong Li? She spun 180 degrees in the air, double jumped, and dodged the dagger easily and neatly.

"Ha!"

Seeing her mother's surprised expression, Hongli smiled proudly: "It's just like... Oops!"

"Wow, click!"

Because he jumped too high, he hit the roof with his head, and the red glass iron head crashed directly through it. His expressionless head got stuck on the roof, and his lower body was kicked around the room in front of my mother's horrified eyes.

"Grass."

Hong Li's eyes were dull, and she stretched out her hand to pull out her head. It was pulled to the ground by gravity, and lay on the floor with no resistance.

"I said mom..."

Hongli looked up at her mother with an aggrieved face: "You are really my mother..."

"Ah this..."

The expression on Lan Yuying's face froze, and she quietly threw the dagger in her hand to the ground from behind, and kicked it into the bottom of the bed.

"Ahaha, why is it Xiaoli? What a surprise..."

"No matter how fast you handle the crime tools..."

Hong Li sighed, got up from the ground, dusted herself off, pulled out the broken tiles from her hair, and looked at her mother helplessly.

"I have already hurt my lovely daughter's heart... hmm?!"

Before she finished speaking, Hongli was pulled into a warm embrace.

"..."

"I'm talking about you!"

Hei Yang spread his hands and sighed: "How could you be so careless? I didn't realize it until I walked up to you. The rooster didn't crow...huh?!"

"Son!"

Qing Yiyi hugged Hei Yang, her vigilance turned into kindness.

Following her daughter's long black hair, Lan Yuying hugged Hongli tightly: "Mom, I miss you so much!"

"Well..."

The child hugged her mother tightly and smiled.
Chapter completed!