From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Being stared at by several people, Zhang Qiling's face remained expressionless. He lowered his head and looked at Youan with his clear eyes containing a hint of pity.

The young man looked at the book stuffed into his hands, then turned his eyes to look at the delicate and fair little guy in his arms, and a soft feeling he had never felt before surged into his heart.

It seemed as if something had taken root in his heart, stirring up emotions he had never experienced in the past hundred years.

"Baby." A soft whispering voice came out from the corner of the little brother's mouth.

"calls me?"

Mo Jiu, holding an attractive golden roasted phoenix in both hands, appeared in front of the young man with his mouth full of oil.

"Gulu..."

Hei Xiazi and his companions were mesmerized by the indescribable fragrance of the roasted breast phoenix. They stared at the more than one-meter-long golden roasted breast phoenix in Mo Jiu's hands. Their saliva kept flowing out and they didn't have time to swallow it.

Mo Jiu retracted his hand and moved towards Zhang Qiling to protect his food. This was baked by his father himself, so he would not give it to him!

"Kid! Also, eat more. You look so thin! Don't worry about them." Daodao saw his kid running out again, so he chased out with a bunch of good things in his arms, and pulled Mo Jiu to the stone table on the other side of the yard.

Zhang Qiling stared at Daodao and Mo Jiu's receding backs. The thing his cheap father was holding just now seemed a little familiar...

(Honghuang in the chaos cast a trace of consciousness into the mirror world, glanced at what Daodao was holding, and snorted coldly.

Guimi, who was gritting his teeth and filled with anger, suddenly became scared and his little eye rolled to the side, curled up into a ball, and trembled.

He is not angry with this big guy. He will not misunderstand and devour Him, right?)

Hei Xiazi pushed up his black sunglasses and looked at Zhang Qiling inquiringly: Have you really lost weight?

Wuxie Xie Yuchen was also stunned by Daodao's behavior of doting on Mo Jiu. This is what it feels like to be thin. Does it feel like a dad feels that his child has become thinner?

They want it too! The food is delicious, and it is a delicacy that cannot be seen in the world.

The young man weighed the little Youan in his arms and frowned slightly.

It's too light. You need to feed it more. It will be plump like Xiaojiu. It will look good! Uh... cute!

"Hey..."

A soft, small voice, as tender as that of a newborn baby, was heard.

The young man suddenly became stiff all over, and looked at little Youan in his arms, not knowing what to do. The child turned over, leaned his face against his chest, rubbed himself gently, then held his clothes with his little hands and fell asleep again.

Hei Xia Zi and others turned their gazes back to Xiao Youan. Looking at his cute little movements, they felt their hearts melt.

The fat man's face was full of excitement, and he rubbed his big fat hands, "Little brother, let me hug little An An."

For fear of waking up little You'an, Fatty's usually loud voice was lowered to a very low level.

Wuxie also stared at the young man with shining eyes, full of anticipation.

"Even Master Hei hasn't hugged me yet! Now it's your turn." Hei Xia Zi pushed Wu Xie away with his butt, and just as he was about to get closer to the young man, he started to hug him.

Xie Yuchen next to him crossed his arms and stared at Hei Xia Zi.

Hei Xia Zi shuddered. It was over. He had forgotten that this big money sponsor was here.

Does he give in? Or does he give in?

Wuxie was pushed aside and waved his fist behind Heixiazi angrily.

But it seemed as if Hei Xia Zi had eyes on his back, and he stared at Wu Xie with a half-smile.

Wuxie immediately retracted his fist timidly and smiled awkwardly at Heixiazi.

The young man silently retracted his hands, took a few steps back, and stayed away from the people who wanted to snatch his baby.

"Little brother." The fat man clasped his hands together and made a begging gesture.

"No." The young man stared at them with his clear dark eyes. Although there was no expression on his exquisite and beautiful face, one could miraculously see his disdain.

His cub, no!

Zhang Qiling had already walked to Mo Jiu's side at this time and no longer paid attention to the young brothers' silent attempts to snatch the cub.

He has his own little unicorn and doesn't need to participate in such childish behavior.

In order to avoid being robbed by the unreliable Hei Xia Zi, the young man quickly climbed over the flower bed in the yard and slipped into the room while holding Xiao Youan.

The fleeing figure left the remaining people dumbfounded.