How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

"I'm coming! Give me five minutes!"

Heiyang came to Hongli Lan Yuying's side in one stride.

"ah?"

Lan Yuying turned to look at her son-in-law in confusion.

"Ahem, really, just five minutes!"

Hei Yang smiled coquettishly and didn't explain much. He stretched out five fingers to gesture towards Lan Yuying, and then came to Hong Li's side.

"Come on, Xiaoli, raise your arms..."

Hei Yang helped Hong Li continue to sort out her clothes with a gentle voice. Although the outside was tightly wrapped, some wrinkles that were not neat and beautiful still needed to be sorted out. Besides...

Hei Yang helped Hong Li tidy up her clothes, then turned around and moved behind her, took out a small comb and began to quickly, conscientiously and skillfully help her comb and tie up her messy hair.

Next, he took out a handkerchief from nowhere, condensed his spiritual power into water, and rubbed Hongli's little face.

"Ah wu wu wu..."

Hongli made an unexplained purring sound.

But the next moment, Hei Yang took out another dry hand towel and wiped the other person's face dry, revealing a fresh face.

"Well, by the way, there's this..."

Hei Yang paused, then took out a small sponge, patted Hong Li's face gently, took it back, took out a small mirror, put his head next to the other person's head, and shone the two people's faces.

One is still confused, the other is smiling brightly.

"Okay, now you look energetic!"

Hei Yang looked at the well-matched couple in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and took the mirror back.

Hei Yang turned his head and looked at the mothers on one side with a smile.

"Five minutes, do it, ah, wait..."

Before Hei Yang finished speaking, he suddenly froze for a moment, coughed slightly, took out a handkerchief to cover it, and turned to kiss Hong Li's face.

"mua～(ε｀)"

"Uh-huh!!!"

Hongli woke up suddenly and raised her head.

"Ah? Ah! What happened!"

The memory in her mind still remains of her struggling desperately in bed, refusing to obey, and then Hei Yang smiled tenderly and stretched out his claws...

"hiss!"

Hong Li took a deep breath, her whole body tensed up, and when she realized what she was doing, she suddenly turned her head to look to the side.

"Hey, good morning Xiaoli!"

Hei Yang smiled slightly at the resurrected Hong Li.

"?!!"

Hong Li's pupils shrank suddenly when she saw a familiar face.

She subconsciously pressed her legs together and crossed her arms across her chest.

"Grass, Black Sun?!!"

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang was stunned for a moment, looked around with some embarrassment, scratched his head, put his arms around Hong Li, turned her around, and whispered: "We are outside, we can talk about this kind of thing when we get back, okay? "Li baby?"

"Hey, what's the name..."

Hong Li shivered numbly for an instant, and her body naturally lost the ability to resist. She was pulled into Hei Yang's arms, and her resistance just now had no effect at all.

After only two symbolic struggles, Hongli gave up the struggle.

After hearing Hei Yang's words, she realized that she had already arrived outside.

"Um?!!"

Hongli's eyes narrowed, and she instantly switched to "outside alert mode", lowering her voice and asking Heiyang.

"what's the situation?!"

"No, let's go shopping."

Hei Yang pursed his lips, and Hong Li looked at him, and saw his mother, mother-in-law, and Xiao Huo, all looking at the two of them with strange expressions.

"hiss!"

Hongli shivered again.

"Xiaoli, clothes."

Hei Yang duly handed over Hong Li's coat, which was also made by his great tailor, Hei Yang.

"Ah, thank you, husband."

Hong Li thanked her quickly, her vigilant expression melting away again, she smiled innocently at Hei Yang, and was helped by him to put on her coat.

"Okay."

Hei Yang clapped his hands, took two steps back, looked at his wife with satisfaction, and nodded.

"Perfect! Xiaoli's resurrection is successful!"

Qing Yiyi and others: "..."

"You guys..."

Qing Yiyi on the side stretched out her hand and nodded at the two of them in a funny way, shook her head and said with a smile: "Every day, there is no formality."

"Yiyi is right."

Lan Yuying frowned slightly, turned around and hugged Xiao Huo, and said with some dissatisfaction: "If you keep doing this, I won't dare let Xiao Huo stay with you for too long.

As a parent, you should always set an example, but you always end up being so lazy..."

"Ah, hahaha, yes, yes, mom, you are right."

Hei Yang looked at the two mothers with an awkward smile.

Hong Li, on the other hand, turned her back and hid behind Hei Yang, quickly turning over the script.

[Hei Yang: Hurry up, are you okay? I can't hold on any longer! 】

[Hongli: Hey, come on, hubby, right now, you have to let me know what happened in the thousands of words I lost contact with...]

[Hongli: Well, that's it, I gradually understand everything...]

[Heiyang: Are you feeling better yet? 】

[Hongli: Come on, come on soon...]

[Hongli: Done! 】

Hong Li threw the script out of the screen, stood up and came out from behind Hei Yang, giving him a reassuring look, indicating that she had reconnected.

"Hahaha, um, sorry, I was a little confused just now."

Hongli scratched her head and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, trying to be cute.

However, knowing her daughter well enough, Lan Yuying is naturally not so easy to fool.

"You have the nerve to say it, Hong Xiaoli, Hong Xiaoli!"

Lan Yuying held Xiaohuo in one hand, walked to Hongli, stretched out her other hand, poked the other's forehead with her finger, and said with a look of disappointment: "It's already afternoon, and you just woke up. Is this reasonable? You look like a married girl!"

"Ah, this..."

Hongli laughed twice, not knowing what to say, so she could only smile foolishly to deal with it.

"I guess it was Xiaoyang who dragged you out!"

Lan Yuying sighed, looked at Heiyang next to her apologetically, and felt a little embarrassed. After all, in the current situation, it was obviously because Hongli didn't get up properly, which made Xiaoyang late.

As a result, Xiaoyang was scolded by Yiyi.

Although Lan Yuying knew that for Xiaoyang and Xiaoli, they would not care too much about these things.

After all, for them, they have been blaming each other and loving and killing each other for so many years, and this kind of thing is not dozens or hundreds of times, Lan Yuying is too lazy to count.

Just like before, Xiaoyang didn't complain at all even though he was scolded for Xiaoli. Instead, he defended Xiaoli in various ways, which made Lan Yuying feel relieved and helpless.

The relief was naturally knowing that their relationship and feelings were as harmonious as before after marriage, and even getting better and better.

This made Lan Yuying very happy.

After all, one was her own daughter, and the other was Xiaoyang, whom she had always regarded as her godson or even her future son-in-law. There was not much difference in her concern for the two children.

If there was a difference, it was that it was easier to teach her own daughter.

As for Xiaoyang, he was usually taught by his biological mother, with a clear division of labor.

In addition, Lan Yuying would not be partial to the two children. No matter which one felt wronged, she didn't want to see it.

Lan Yuying knew that, just like before, Yiyi scolded Xiaoyang so much, in fact, she was also comforting her: Don't worry, I'm watching this stinky boy, he dare not bully Xiaoli.

Lan Yuying had almost the same idea in her mind. Xiaoyang was wronged. Could she pretend not to see it even though she knew it was her daughter's problem?

Lan Yuying would not do that of course.

In her mind, before their two families became relatives, they had a good relationship like a family. Now that they are even closer, they should pay more attention to each other's feelings.

Just because the two sides have a good relationship, they can't do whatever they want. All kinds of partiality and complaints are not the style of Lan Yuying and Qing Yiyi.

In fact, they all believe that with each other's personality and the relationship between the two families, such things will not be taken to heart at all.

But knowing is one thing, and doing it is another.

Just like Heiyang Hongli knew that the other party could die for themselves, but they were absolutely unwilling to do anything that would really hurt the other party.

When people who care about each other are together, there will always be so many happy troubles, but sometimes they make themselves feel bitter.

There are thousands of thoughts in her mind, but Lan Yuying keeps talking.

"Xiaoyang called you to get up, and before that, I got up early, so you have nothing to refute.

Xiaoyang cares about you so much, as a daughter-in-law, don't you know how to be a little considerate of her?

You are still always acting like a little bit like before, I am angry for Xiaoyang, and I want to teach you a lesson..."

"Ah, yes, I am wrong, yes, you are right..."

Hongli was almost the same as Heiyang just now, admitting her weakness, lowering her head and accepting the scolding.

She had a look of regret on her face, as if she had done something wrong and felt guilty, but she was relieved in her heart, knowing that this stage was over.

And until now, the unique fear of the lazy dog ​​did not react.

Hongli couldn't help but panic when she thought that she even wanted to give up before, and she would definitely be chased home by her mother and beaten!

Fortunately, fortunately, Heiyang helped her get up.

Although the means were shameful, but, well, Heiyang was her forever Superman!

"Just because Xiaoyang is more indulgent to you than we are, you can't be lawless and willful..."

"Yes, um, I know, you are right, mom.

I am too bad, I am really unqualified, I almost hurt Heiyang's heart, um, that's it, I understand..."

The child was being scolded here, and not far away, two sneaky figures leaned out.

"How is it?"

"It seems that they haven't discovered us yet."

"But the monk can run away, but the temple cannot."

"You have to choose the right time to enter!"

"Then smell me to see if I still smell alcohol?"

"They don't drink alcohol, they can smell alcohol, we are both the same, how can I help you smell it?"

"Then what should we do? Wait to die?"