Looking at Yan Taizong's expression, my grandson is the best in the world. Why women don't love, yexuanchen has no words in his heart again.

How confident are you about your grandson?

Yexuanchen wants to remind the old man. Usually at this time, you should find the reason from your grandson

But remembering the desolation at the bottom of Yan Taizong's eyes, he held back.

"Alas, my greatest wish is to hold my great grandson before going to the earth." Yan Taizong sighed.

Every time I think of this, it's his heart disease.

At this time, Yan Zhong brought up the wine and vegetables. Yan Taizong took the wine and sat at the small table by the window.

Yan Taizong waved to yexuanchen and motioned him to sit opposite. Then he unpacked the wine and filled the two glasses.

Night xuanchen sat down opposite, and the aroma of wine brightened his eyes.

After coming to this world, he didn't drink wine, but he felt that those wines were like boiled water and had no taste at all.

Yan Taizong pushed a glass of wine to yexuanchen, and then said with a smile, "come on, little brother, my wine is a treasure. Even if the president wants to drink it, he can't drink it."

The meaning of this is obvious. I have shared my most precious things with you. If you say something, are you sorry?

However, yexuanchen directly ignored Yan Taizong's hint, pretended not to understand, and took a sip of the wine glass.

Night xuanchen's eyes brightened again and praised: "good wine!"

Even in the immortal cultivation world, this can be regarded as a beautiful brew.

"That's right. I've treasured it for many years. Even if I send me blood jade, I won't give it to others." Yan Taizong also took a sip and said with a smile.

The corner of the mouth of the night Xuan morning is slightly drawn. Is the old man as??

"Well, does your grandson often come to see you?"

Night xuanchen changes the topic, otherwise the old man always cares about his blood jade.

"Alas, the boy is very busy, but if he is in the imperial capital, he will come to see me every few days."

Yan Taizong finished, threw a peanut into his mouth, and then drank a little wine. His expression was very perfect.

Just like he didn't come, the old man didn't ask, and the boy was silent. He felt pity for his age and made him talk every day.

Yan Taizong suddenly asked, "did you talk to someone?"

Night Xuan Chen was stunned, and then nodded: "talk."

Anyway, the old man just asked the object. Did he ask about gender, didn't he?

"Pa!" Yan Taizong patted the table and said angrily, "you can have an object. Why doesn't my grandson have one!!"

His original meaning was that you are so young and have friends. My grandson is several years older than you. Why not?

However, the old man was so excited that

"What do you mean?" Night Xuan Chen's eyes shot over in an instant, and his expression was uncomfortable to the extreme.

Can your grandson's single dog compare with me?

Everyone loves you, flowers bloom, men and women, old and young. Your grandson is still one at 21. It's good to say, hum!

Yan Taizong also noticed that his words were a little wrong. He quickly waved his hand and explained, "well, I don't mean that. I just think my grandson is better than you. Why shouldn't he be mixed into a single dog!"

Yan Zhong, who is standing aside, has a look of sweat on his numb face. Sir, you might as well not explain!

Sure enough, yexuanchen's face was even darker.