Yao Bilin smiles and looks affectionately at the two figures not far away. She is very satisfied and sighs at the same time, because even she didn't expect that the hypocrite, who is superior, different in appearance and amorous, is so vast that she can really do it for her. Six years is like a day, treating each other wholeheartedly. It's really a shame to say that when she nodded her head, most of the reason was that she was eager to have something to rely on, greedy for the warmth he gave, and with the idea of risking her life, she agreed to stay with him, not because of the trust in him. In addition, over the years, he has been racking her brains for their mother and daughter because of his love and love for their mother and daughter Shelter from the wind and rain, do not let them be a little hurt, but she can not help him, think about it, she owes him, it is too much.

"My father, my father, my son found a problem, a very important one." The Emperor Ming Ling, who was taught by his father to write big characters, glanced at himself and his father with a smile. Yao Bilin, who was distracted, immediately began to play. He quickly put away the cunning on his face and turned around. The old God looked at his father and said seriously.

"Oh? What is the problem that makes her father's Royal Princess not even write big words? Come and talk to your father. He'll be all ears. " As the saying goes, Jiang is still old and spicy. No matter how hard the emperor of the underworld conceals her, no matter how hard she wants to keep calm and serious, she is still a little baby who is only over five years old. As the father of the emperor of the underworld, she has read countless people for so many years. Seeing her daughter's strange appearance, she follows the little girl's eyes and looks at her beloved Yao Bilin. All she needs is time At a glance, he knew that the little girl was ready to tease her mother. As a senior slave, he would not tear down his daughter's desk. Not only would he not tear it down, but he had to cooperate very well to express his love for her. So he pulled the chair behind him, sat down slowly, and then picked up his precious daughter, Put on his legs, and then he asked with a smile.

"The problem is that one by one, the children's ministers found that the children's ministers and their father and the emperor should be the only super beauty in the sky and the earth. Otherwise, why can the beautiful women be stunned every time they see our father and daughter? I'm not tired of seeing it. What a headache! It's OK for father and Emperor. How can he be a master of famous flowers? What can I do in the future? " In order to make his beautiful mother react and hear his own ridicule, the emperor of the dark spirit deliberately pulled the elder who was "yes". After confirming that the beautiful mother had come back, the emperor of the dark spirit touched his face with one hand and the face of the vast heaven with the other. Then he showed a very narcissistic appearance and said helplessly.

"You dead girl, what are you talking about? I've seen narcissism, and I've never seen one like you. It's really good to inherit someone. However, you are right in saying that you are really a headache in the future. Don't get me wrong. Your father and I don't have a headache. You are a little girl, because you are too beautiful to be liked by too many people and have no choice. Instead, we have a headache. With your proud narcissistic personality, those excellent boys are scared away by you. We want to keep you and me for a lifetime. " Yao Bilin was a little embarrassed when she was teased by her daughter. After all, staring at her husband in front of her children was more or less uncomfortable. But soon, she adjusted herself and looked at her husband, Han huangze, who was watching the play, and at the same time, she turned around and talked The author of the story, my precious daughter, inherits all the advantages of their husband and wife. Her appearance is seven percent similar to that of the great God, and her narcissistic personality is a hundred percent inherited God of the underworld.