Doomsday Pavilion - Chapter 1395 This time the granddaughter is really here

The mountain gate of Leng’s house is as lively as ever, it’s still the small fence gate blocking the way, and it’s still the same old women from last time...cough...the old man who is getting old and has a strong face, looks at least four or five years old. A senior figure.

The six old men stared at Lin Chou, and Uncle Gun, who was pulling the cart behind him, had somewhat strange expressions.

"Let's just say, did you... and it... enter Mingguang through the formal way?"

"The little **** in Chengmenlouzi are crazy, dare to let this kind of... um... into the base city??"

"Old man, how do you talk to your grandson-in-law, fast forward fast forward!"

"Ah, yes, yes, the old man was talking to Miss Wei up there. No wonder the lady came back to live yesterday and didn't give us a notice. If we knew that my grandson-in-law was coming, why don't we decorate the mountain?"

The old men each held a big jar, which contained the wine soaked in the bull's whip, and they couldn't help but smile at Lin Chou's bribery style.

Uncle Gun dragged his duck feces-smelling scooter creaking up the hill, cursing from time to time:

"Roar ~"

"No swearing!"

"Hey, ow, ow!"

"Why don't I let you pull a car, and I'm not tired."

"Ho ho, **** ho?"

In fact, the whole mountain has no scenery, scenery, etc., a small lake, a waterfall, and then the Leng family's ancestral house built with obsidian like a military fortress. One by one, either furtively or blatantly, looked at Lin Chou in their respective areas of responsibility.

The only female creatures are Xiao Wu and Xiao Die who had a relationship last time. This was specially selected by Mr. Leng for Leng Han to be in charge of her daily life.

As soon as Xiao Wu came up, she asked with a smile: "Why do you look more reserved than last time?"

Lin Chou: "..."

The smile on Boss Lin's face was already stiff.

Can it be the same? Last time at most it was just New Year's greetings, but this time there is a risk of paying homage!

The door was opened by Earl Leng, who smelled like sea fish, with his nose and eyes, as if Lin Chou owed him a lot of money. The facial muscles directly made Xiao Wu take half a step back.

"Come in? Come in! Well, old man, Lin Chou is here!"

The lights in the hall were not turned on. The various luminous pearls on the metal wall and the starry sky pattern inlaid with various source crystals on the roof stirred up clusters of faint light dust, which hung down from the roof like a waterfall.

Prince Leng was standing in the middle of the hall. He was less than 1.7 meters tall and lean. The lean Prince Leng looked more like a lump of steel or withered sculpture, with a pair of very big and bright triangular eyes.

"Little bastard, don't you come here once a year?" Prince Leng tilted his head and looked at Li who was unloading the car outside the window and the two maids who were busy pulling bamboo shoots: "What's the matter with such a big car?"

Why is this scene so weird? It's not the same as what I imagined before!

Lin Chou vomited wildly in his heart, his brain was dizzy and his mouth was full of garlic: "Well... I caught a pair of Qiongqi swans for the old man... there are no high-grade geese on Zushan... a few pairs of exotic beasts, and ingots Jewelry, dried seafood, dried fruit..."

"I call you uncle!" Earl Leng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and his eyes were full of murderous ferocity: "You little bastard, why don't you put these three books and six jobs? You came here just by pulling a car? "

"Fuck off! Who is the little **** scolding?"

Prince Leng waved his hand as if chasing a duck, and Earl Leng, who was flailing his teeth and claws, was immediately sent flying.

It can be seen that the old man has worked very hard to maintain a kind-hearted image, and the displeasure and irritability are all used to shoot his son away: "Okay, I like to go straight, sit, sit, don't be nervous, Han Han will come down in a while."

Then he raised his voice and shouted: "You little **** outside the door, go and ask if everyone is here, mother, there is no one to accompany you, what does it look like? Those who don't know think that our old Leng's family is neglecting the new son-in-law !"

After yelling such a sentence, the old and the young sat upright at the tea table in front of the sofa, as if praying.

"Well, Lin, drink tea!"

"Ah, drink it, I'll drink it."

"Eat fruit!"

"Ah, eat..."

"..."

"..."

The air seemed to be frozen, and there was a hint of humor in the seriousness of the scene, and there was also a kind of embarrassment like slime poured juice in the funny.

It wasn't like this last time...

It's generally accepted that Lin Chou doesn't like to chat and can't chat, but the way Mr. Leng chattered and scolded Fang Qiu last time was deeply burned in Boss Lin's mind. Can you hear me clearly?

When Wei Qingyu came down from the top, he almost laughed out loud when he saw the wringing of the two men: "You... what are you doing? There was a fight just now? Who won?"

Lin Chou and Mr. Leng exhaled heavily at the same time, but the other party heard them clearly, and they blushed again.

The old man Leng coughed, and couldn't help but muttered in his heart: "Damn, there still needs to be a woman in this family..."

Wei Qingyu: "I'll contact Hongniang Mo right now, and I'll take over your business on my behalf!"

"..."

In just two sentences, the indoor temperature instantly returned from the Antarctic to the equator.

Leng Han wore an elegant and misty blue embroidered long skirt, and carefully put on the light makeup in the straight man's eyes. Anyway, Lin Chou looked no different from plain makeup, but felt more bolingboling...

Lin Chou saw the two of them when they came down the stairs, and they stayed there for quite a while...

When he walked down, the willows were blowing in the wind, and when he stood in front of Lin Chou, he had missed something. Under his feet, Leng Han was actually wearing plush slippers with big ears and little rabbits, and he was wearing them wrong. A pair of little rabbits, A pair of Kumamon, inside the slippers are a pair of white socks with rolled edges.

Not only Lin Chou found out, Wei Qingyu also saw it.

Wei Qingyu didn't care to make jokes for the straight-eyed Lin Chou and Mr. Leng to adjust the atmosphere, twisted the two-fingered pliers viciously on Leng Han's waist, his willow eyebrows stood upright, his almond eyes widened, and he squeezed some icy scum from his teeth. Voice: "My old lady put on makeup for you for three hours! Three hours! You are doing this to me? Where are those shoes? Where are the shoes? Where are the shoes I found for you! Did you eat them??! "

"Itchy..." Leng Han straightened his back straight, as if electrified: "It's too high, it will... you will fall... let go... I really want to laugh out loud !

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"You little hot chicken! Are you embarrassed to laugh? How can you laugh at your age? Lin Zi may not know how to laugh at you when he turns around!"

"I still think it's more embarrassing to fall..."

"You are so rotten! The old man will tell so many people to come, and you will wear slippers to entertain them in a while? You are so promising! Wait for your death!"

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