The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

When Lin Shuyan and Geng Rui came, they happened to see whose heads Lin Rong and Yan Zicheng were balder than those there.

Geng Rui subconsciously touched the top of his head, "Am I not bald?"

"You don't." Lin Shuyan smiled and shook her head, her voice caught the attention of Lin Rong and Yan Zicheng.

Lin Rong stared at Geng Rui angrily, "What are you talking about, who is bald! It's just that the hairline is shifted back a bit!"

Seeing Lin Shuyan coming, Shang Yufei happily stepped forward to entertain her.

"Auntie Ciao, don't be unharmed~" Lin Shuyan deliberately pulled a long tone and said teasingly.

Shang Yufei hammered her, "They said don't call me cousin, they call me old!"

"The seniority is there, I have to keep it." Lin Shuyan continued jokingly. For so many years, the two of them have been entangled in the problem of addressing.

At first, Lin Shuyan called her cousin aunt out of her life and death. However, as she grew older, she was willing to call.

"Who doesn't want to get smaller and younger." Lin Shuyan laughed, "But when it comes to young, I'm still big~uncle~mum~ great. After so many years, there is no trace of time. "

"That's not good for my husband, look at us." Shang Yufei said sourly.

"No, look at us!" Gao Lu also leaned over.

"Yes, look at us!" Lin Shuyan sighed.

The three men, Geng Rui, Lin Rong, and Yan Zicheng were still smiling one second, but their smiles froze in the next second.

"That...to go to the bathroom, do you want to go?" Lin Rong asked Yan Zicheng, clutching his chin.

"Yes." Yan Zicheng nodded.

"Uncle Cousin, take me one!"

Now, the three women looked at each other.

It's really okay. The three old men are more than a hundred years old, and they are still playing pissing!

In the back kitchen, Wu Lao and Xiao Wei are competing. To be precise, it was Mr. Wu's grandson who was operating, while Mr. Wu was in a wheelchair and commanded.

"Thief Sun, it is about your grandfather's dignity in front of your master, today you must win for me!" Mr. Wu was so excited that he almost threw out his dentures.

Xiao Wei snorted coldly, "Old guy, it's uncomfortable to say things, and you're still fighting with me!"

"Senior Sister, although my body is dying, my will is still very firm!" Wu Lao shouted.

"Okay, come on, let's see who has grown stronger today! If your grandson wins, I will call you brother!"

"Come on! Sun thief! If you dare to lose, I will cancel your right to inherit the Imperial Hotel!"

Elder Wu's grandson shook his hand when he chopped vegetables. His grandfather was really doing everything to win in order to win...

The staff in the back kitchen of the mansion are all shocked at this moment.

What kind of grand occasion is this century on the same stage, you can actually see the peak confrontation between the two great chefs of the empire!

But, who is the master in their mouth?

What a great man who can be the master of the two master chefs!

Suddenly, a little maid's voice sounded, "Ah! The Magic Band is coming!"

With this sound, the aunts in their 50s and 60s in the back kitchen, and the little girls in their early twenties began to scream.

Even though so many years have passed, the status of Huanyu Band in the music world is still standing firm.

It can be said that it is the longest-lived and popular band in the entertainment industry.

In the banquet hall, Sanba and other members are adjusting the equipment. Although their combination is still very popular, in fact, they have gradually reduced their performances in recent years, and instead put more experience on cultivating newcomers.

"Do you still know how to come?" A familiar man's voice sounded.

Sanba glared at the man angrily, "I've been here long ago, I'm back to the studio to get the equipment!"

Ling Tian looked at the little fans around her who kept glaring at March 8 and said, "It's pretty red."

"nonsense!"

This time, Ling Tian didn't scold him again, but looked at Sanba with complicated eyes, "Will he... really wake up?"

March 8 stagnated, "I hope, my mission is to wait for this day."

"Then if he wakes up, what about you?" Ling Tian asked.

"Me?" Sanba put down the guitar in his hands, "I might go back."

"Go back?" Ling Tian pointed in the direction of the sky. Because of his absolute loyalty to Yan Chenxi, Ling Tian knew the true identity of Yan Chenxi and Sanba, and the fact that Sanba was lodged in Yan Ziheng's body.

"Well, go back and look forward to my sea of ​​stars." Sanba smiled slyly.

"Sucky idiot, look forward to a fart!" Ling Tiantian was anxious, and directly cursed.

"How do you scold someone!" Sanba stared, "Forget it, your ancestor, I am in a good mood today, I don't care about you as a kid."

Ling Tian took a deep breath and was bored for a long while, "Is it all right to find another residence?"

"Huh? What?"

"I said the host body, can you find another host body so that you can stay here?"

"In theory, yes, but why?"

"Benefit mankind! There are so many brain-dead patients in this human world, how painful their family members are! Since you can lodge on Yan Ziheng's body and wait for his consciousness to wake up, why can't you lodge on others? Waiting for that person's consciousness to wake up?"

Sanba was stunned by Ling Tian's question, and even thought about it seriously, "It seems, it's the same thing!"

"Yes!"

Sanba shook his head gently, "Originally, I was thinking that when Ziheng and Zizai wake up, I will go back and get me a real host, so that I don't have to board with other creatures. Anyway, before and after are three to five years of Earth time. As a result, when you say that, I have a long way to go. Can't I go back?"

"You..." Ling Tian said, after a long while, "whatever you want!"

"Do whatever you want? Don't do it! I can't go back!" Sanba yelled, but Ling Tian was already far away.