Ma’am, Your Little Dragon Cub is Four and a Half Years Old

  Chapter 733 Xiao Yangyang is deceiving people's hearts, awesome! 2

  How could it be possible that the four masters didn't know what Su Chaoyang's little ghost was thinking?

  They didn't tell the truth, but echoed it.

   "Yangyang, the future career of Xuanmen depends on you. This is also the purpose of accepting you as an apprentice."

   "Yangyang, you are the daughter of Her Majesty the Queen. In the future, you will have an invincible right to speak in Mu Continent. It is the master's fortune that you can enter my Taoist sect, and it is even more fortunate for the Taoist sect."

   "Yangyang, Master takes good care of you."

   "Come on, baby~~"

   One compliment per person adds to the sense of honor and disgrace of the people.

   Baby Su Chaoyang nodded his head with a long way to go: "Master, the baby will continue to work hard, and will not disappoint the cultivation of Yangyang by the four masters. Goodbye, master, let me be white~~"

   Baby Su Chaoyang hung up the phone, and said to Mu Laosan: "The baby represents the mother, and now you are officially released. You can go, and you can also leave, but..."

  The last three words made Mu Laosan tense up.

   Baby Su Chaoyang pinched his fingers and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter, we'll talk about it later."

this…

  It's like a death row prisoner, waiting in fear every day for the sentence to be pronounced.

  Mr. Mu was getting old and couldn't take it anymore. He pressed his eyebrows and said in pain: "Uncle, otherwise, why don't you just say it now?"

  Little Baby Su Chaoyang counted and said, "Are there a lot of depression patients in the city of whoring?"

   After finishing speaking, the little guy looked around and asked the current public: "How many depression patients do you have in public? Don't hide it, if yes, raise your hands~~"

  Who wants to admit that he is depressed, even if there are many people in the society who are more or less depressed.

Baby Su Chaoyang waited for a while, and when she saw that no one raised her hand, she made a regretful little voice: "It's fine if you don't have one. At first, the baby thought that my mother is a miracle doctor who can treat everyone's depression. Since no one needs treatment, Then it's all right, let's go, let's go, don't gather here, won't it be nice to go home and lie down?"

  Suddenly, someone raised his hand: "Can it be treated?"

  Another person said: "I seem to have heard that Her Majesty the Queen of the Mu Continent is a miracle doctor, and there is no disease that she can't cure. Maybe she really can."

   "Can you treat my mother?" A girl also raised her hand: "My mother is suffering from severe depression."

  A middle-aged man raised his hand and said, "My daughter is also depressed."

   "..."

   More and more people raised their hands.

   I don’t know what’s going on, but depression is particularly serious in the city of prostitutes, and everyone can’t get relief in their hearts, so they even more regard Taoism as salvation.

   "Of course, my mother is the light of the world!"

Baby Su Chaoyang has figured it out. Mom wants to get the city of white whoring and conquer the hearts of the people in the city of white whoring. It is not enough for her to fool around today. It is necessary to truly let the people of the city of white whoring feel her greatness. .

  …

   On the other side, after Xiaobai soaked in the dragon pool for two hours, Si Mingjing and others left the edge of the dragon vein and returned to the magnificent and mysterious temple. Only now did everyone have the interest and mood to ponder the murals inside the temple.

  Sheng Liuyun took pictures of all the murals in the temple, as precious materials, and planned to take them back to ponder and study slowly. He likes to study such things very much. He is a young man of literature and art.

  Mo Yinhe took Si Mingjing's hand, looked at the mural, and said, "This should be the origin history of your dragon clan, baby, you have found your roots."

  Si Mingjing pursed his lips, looked at Mo Yinhe and said, "I have already found my follower."

"Um?"

   "My heel is here." Her fingers poked Mo Yinhe's muscular chest.

  Mo Yinhe felt that her finger was poking at the position of his heart, and the whole person seemed to be delighted in an instant, with a slight curvature on the corner of his lips, he lowered his head and kissed her side face secretly, and said, "Your mouth is so sweet?"

  Si Mingjing couldn't hide the curvature of the corner of her mouth. She pretended to look up at the mural seriously and said, "To be honest, I think my roots are there."

  Mo Yinhe loves her sweet mouth at the moment.

  Walking in front of the two, Bo Leng inevitably heard the sweet talk of the two sparing dog food. He glanced back at Si Mingjing, coughed lightly, and said, "Go back and have a good conversation with your sister-in-law."

"Um?"

  Si Mingjing is unclear, so what to communicate?

   "How to please a man."

  Si Mingjing: "..."

   Mo Yinhe reacted and laughed loudly.

He should hold hands around his waist, put his wife in his arms, and said to Bo Leng: "Brother brother, didn't you listen to my wife? This is not to please, this is a feeling from the bottom of my heart. I don't envy you for this kind of thing." Here." "Dad, Dad, is this a shrimp?"

  Ye Nianbai soaked in Longchi for two hours, and now he is energetic, looking at the murals like a curious baby.

  Mo Yinhe said: "Look for yourself, there is no teacher in the kindergarten to teach you to read pictures and tell stories?"

  Ye Nian Bai babbled and said, "Master, I don't want to learn those childish things."

   "I know it!"

  Bo Fengyin followed behind his uncle's buttocks, looked at the murals, and said frightenedly: "Father, I will tell you the story, and I will understand it."

   "Okay, mom and dad, listen, you say." Mo Yinhe encouraged children to diverge their thinking.

  Bo Fengyin plucked her shiny little dragon horns cutely, and said, "A long, long, long time ago..."

  Bo Fengyin just started, Ye Nianbai interrupted: "How do you know how long it is?"

  When Bo Fengyin didn't like telling stories, someone poured cold water on her and muttered: "Don't interrupt, the beginning of the story is a long, long, long, long time ago, what's wrong?"

"Oh fine."

  Bo Fengyin continued: "There is a super super super beautiful little dragon girl..."

  Ye Nianbai interrupted again: "How do you know it's super beautiful?"

   Being interrupted from thinking again, Bo Fengyin almost ran away, saying: "The heroines are all beautiful, and those who are not beautiful can't be the heroines. See for yourself, aren't the ones on the murals beautiful?"

  There is a graceful woman on the mural, although it is a stick figure, but a few strokes outline the exquisite beauty and fairy spirit of the woman, giving people infinite imagination.

   "Ooh."

  Ye Nianbai pursed his lips and nodded, and said again: "Anyway, it's not as beautiful as my mirror, so go ahead."

  Bo Fengyin put his hands on his hips and said angrily, "Don't interrupt!"

"All right."

Bo Fengyin's train of thought was interrupted, and he looked at the mural again, organized his words, and continued: "She likes to travel mountains and rivers, and likes to ride clouds and fog everywhere, and one day the waves came to Jianglong Mountain Range, and felt that there are outstanding people and magnificent mountains and rivers here, so she I landed by a river and planned to enjoy it. By the way, I took a bath in the beautiful natural oxygen bar. I never imagined that I ran into a very handsome man who was also taking a bath in the water. Immediately, I fell in love with it at first sight, and my little heart thumped. Plop..."

  (end of this chapter)