Chapter 501 (1/2)
”Why don't we go there and sleep tonight!” Li yanye suggested.
”Are there any other options?” The little guy didn't want to, because it was a sad place that deprived him and Mommy of their freedom.
”Somewhere else... Yes!” Author's recommendation: crossing the world of Wutong
”Uncle's house, pangudi, haunted house, lounge, and uncle's house!”
There is a bad witch pretending to be ill in uncle's house. The little guy doesn't want to go. When they went to dinner tonight, they were not embarrassed at all, because Yao Ruolan said he was not feeling well, so he didn't come down to dinner.
After a lot of weighing, his son Xia Shen chose Pangu land of Ouyang Xinglang.
This surprised Li yanye.
”It seems that you prefer Ouyang Xinglang to Fu'an.”
”No.” The little guy retorted, ”I like cool Fuan.”
”Why do you want to go to Pangu land of Ouyang Xinglang?” Li yanye is a little unclear, so.
”Because he has someone to serve him. You are so lazy and weak. How can you do without someone to serve? I also need someone to serve!”
The little guy's reason really made Li yanye laugh. The little guy really looked like himself and needed someone to serve him.
Ouyang Xinglang didn't expect that it was so late. Li yanye brought his son Xia Shen to his Pangu place, which was really a little flattered.
”Ouyang Xinglang, is there anything delicious? I'm starving!”
Li xiashen, who rushed in, didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, and kept giving orders to Ouyang Xinglang.
The little guy doesn't really like Ouyang Xinglang, because Ouyang Xinglang looks very fierce and unfriendly.
But he wisely found that Ouyang Xinglang listened to his father very much.
So the little guy changed his strategy and directly joined his father's camp to summon Ouyang Xinglang.
”Of course! Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll let the cook cook cook it right away!” The little guy was picked up by Ouyang Xinglang with one hand, just rolled in a circle, and the sleepless little guy ran all over the room.
Li yanye was obviously not as energetic as his son. Fall directly on the sofa bed in the room and close your eyes.
Ouyang Xinglang took off his shoes and covered him with a woolen blanket.
Even helped him move in a more comfortable position.
”Ouyang Xinglang, how can you serve my father like a slave!”
The little guy is only five years old. In his cognition, serving a person is like a domestic servant.
But Ouyang Xinglang is not a domestic servant, so he thought of the word slave.
When the little guy said so, Ouyang Xinglang looked at the sleeping night and sighed.