The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

As the ancestor of mankind, Yan Chenxi has conquered almost everything on the earth, only wine...

Human beings will be crazy when they drink too much, and their ancestors will also be crazy when they drink too much.

Moreover, Yan Chenxi, the human ancestor, still belongs to the type that can drink more...

After a meal, the bottle bottomed out, Yan Chenxi sat there straight, her eyes flushed, her lips slightly curved, and a smile on her face.

Yan Tianxiong looked at Yan Chenxi anxiously, "Chenxi...are you okay?"

Yan Chenxi waved her hand, "It's okay!"

"Oh." Yan Tianxiong nodded. Although the old ancestor said that, and sitting there straight, his body did not shake, but how he looked at it, how did he feel that something was wrong.

Suddenly, Yan Chenxi turned her head and smiled at Yan Tianxiong, "I said, I'm fine!"

"Hmm!" Yan Tianxiong nodded, "I believe it."

After speaking, Yan Chenxi quickly turned her head and looked ahead again, sitting upright.

The old lady Yan quietly looked at Yan Chenxi, and then whispered to Yan Tianxiong, "Tianxiong, I see this is a big drink, you can help go back to rest..."

Yan Tianxiong nodded secretly, then stood up, "Dawn, I will help you go back to rest."

"You don't need your support!" Yan Chenxi stood up abruptly, "I am an elder, how can I take advantage of the younger generation!"

"Take advantage of... Take advantage?" Yan Tianxiong was dumbfounded, and his outstretched hand froze in midair.

Yan Chenxi had red eyes, stood on tiptoe, and stroked Yan Tianxiong's head twice, "Daxiong behaved~"

After speaking, he walked stiffly and left the table.

Yan Tianxiong didn't dare to be careless, Yan Chenxi wouldn't let him help, so he could only follow carefully, until Yan Chenxi returned to her room and closed the door, and he was relieved.

In the scene just now, Yan Tianjiao was staring, "This...this girl is too small, so she is called Second Brother Daxiong directly?"

Old lady Yan glared at Yan Tianjiao, "After you finish eating, clean up the dishes and chopsticks!"

"Ah? Mom, you let me clean up?" Yan Tianjiao said with a bitter face.

"Otherwise, do you want to do nothing and eat free food here?" Old lady Yan scolded angrily.

Shang Yufei stood up, "Grandma, let me do it."

After that, Shang Yufei really began to pack up the dishes.

Upon seeing this, Yan Tianjiao quickly got up and pushed Shang Yufei away, "Yufei, how can you do this kind of thing, you go to study, and mom will take care of it."

Shang Yufei shook her head, "It's okay, let me do it."

Seeing Shang Yufei who was going to the kitchen with a bowl, the old lady Yan showed a smile. Yufei, the girl, has indeed changed a lot.

"Li Yalan and her daughter are also true. They left the table early after eating early. I don't know to help clean up. I thought I was a rich wife? I used to pretend to have low eyebrows, but now my nature is exposed!" Yan Tian Jiao spit out angrily while cleaning the dishes.

Yan Tianxiong walked downstairs, just when he heard this, his expression froze for a while, and when he looked back, he saw the old lady Yan thoughtfully, "Mom...Alan, she should be tired, otherwise I will wash the bowl. , You let the little sister and Yufei go to rest."

The old lady Yan shook her head, "It's okay, let them do it. It's you, Tianxiong, you still don't understand..." The old lady Yan glanced at the monk Yan Tianjiao Yufei who was doing the dishes in the kitchen. Does the ancestor follow us and move the family to the old house?"

"Intention?" Yan Tianxiong was startled.

The old lady shook her head, "Oh...forget it...you taste it slowly. There is an old saying, poor couples are sad."

After speaking, the old lady also returned to the room.

Yan Tianxiong stood alone in the hall for a while, glanced at the tightly closed door of the room between himself and Li Yalan, and then went to the kitchen to wash the dishes instead of Yan Tianjiao and Shang Yufei.

It was late at night, and the family members who had been tired all day, after eating and washing, rested early.

The villagers in the countryside also don't have much nightlife, and they go to bed much earlier than in the city. At this time, every household basically falls asleep.

Sanba stood on the head of the bed, with two bird eyes staring at the sleeping girl with closed eyes on the bed.

Obviously the sleeping face is very peaceful, but in Sanba's heart, there is always no peace, always feel that this old ancestor is about to be a demon.

Sure enough, Yan Chenxi, who was still asleep in the previous second, opened his red eyes in the next second, staring straight at the ceiling without expression or speaking.

March 8 couldn't help but a spirit, for fear that in the next second, Yan Chenxi would rush away with cosmic energy.

"Team...Sir Captain?" Sanba said cautiously.

Suddenly, Yan Chenxi sat upright.

She was so scared that Sanba flew up and hovered above the ceiling, "Fuck!"

I saw Yan Chenxi sitting on the bed in a ninety degree form, motionless, sitting like that for half an hour.

Just when Sanba felt that this old ancestor might have been sitting like this all night, the **** the bed suddenly spoke.

"Suddenly, I really want to sing..." The girl dragged the tone, as if she was talking to Sanba or talking to herself.

"Singing? Is this in the middle of the night?" Sanba had a bad feeling...

"Yeah." Yan Chenxi nodded, then she got out of bed, stepped barefoot on the ground, and went back and forth in the small room, "Where did I go...where..."

Sanba followed the drunken Yan Chenxi timidly. At this moment, he hated why he was not a person, and at any rate he could control this ancestor when she was drunk and crazy.

However, he is a bird now, let alone control it, maybe the opponent's cosmic energy violently ran away, and he burned him without the bird bones.

Seeing Yan Chenxi muttering ‘where...’ while looking for something in her mouth, Sanba couldn’t help asking, "Sir, what are you looking for?"

"My Zhou Kongqin." Yan Chenxi's red eyes swept towards Sanba.

Frightened Sanba hurried away, and said timidly, "Zhou Kongqin? That's something from how many years ago... isn't it in a museum?"

"Why is my qin there?" Yan Chenxi turned around and wanted to go outside.

"Captain, where are you going?"

"I'm going to razing that museum to the ground!"

March Eight shivered in fright, and quickly asked, "Sir, Captain, do you know who you are now?"

"I am anonymous..."

Sanba looked at the sky speechlessly, "Sir Captain, it's wrong... you are now called Yan Chenxi..."

"Yan Chenxi?" The girl paused, and then she seemed to remember, and fell on the chair facing the window, "Yes, I am Yan Chenxi... Yan Chenxi wants to sing now... There is no accompaniment... inspiration Do you know? Inspiration is this thing...it turns around here..."

March 8 can't stand it anymore, for fear that Yan Chenxi's inspiration will not come out, and then the cosmic energy will violently run away.

"Sir Captain, look at your mobile phone. There should be a singing software on it. I think many humans use that software to sing."

"Mobile phone? Software? Ah, when I remember, Li Hao and the others often sing with their mobile phones." Yan Chenxi picked up the mobile phone that Yan Zicheng bought for her on the table in front of him, slender fingers lightly on the screen. The phone with a black screen automatically unlocks and jumps directly into a software called Sing Bar.