There Are Always Rebels Who Want to Deceive Their Teachers and Despise Their Ancestors

That thick resentment made Ye Danqing and Jinhui Longhuang feel goosebumps all over.

This feeling is like...

When it was time for me and my beloved lover to talk about marriage, the parents suddenly jumped out and said, "Stop! You are half-brothers and sisters..."

Ah no, the reality seems to be much more serious than that.

"Last night, weren't we both drunk?" Jinhui Longhuang smiled awkwardly, and slowly told what happened last night:

last night.

After Ye Danqing and Jinhui Dragon Emperor left, they had a lively drink together under the arrangement of the Purple Shirt Dragon Emperor.

During the banquet, Ren and Long just casually chat about some light topics.

Ye Danqing, who was in a depressed mood, also drank several times more, and before using his spiritual power to relieve his intoxication, he was very drunk with Jinhui Dragon Emperor.

Three rounds of wine.

Lanyou Dragon Emperor went back to rest first.

Ye Danqing, who was already drunk, and Jinhui Dragon Emperor had a great conversation, and decided to go to the Dari Temple of the Golden Dragon line for a night tour, and then have another banquet.

Queen Zilin and Emperor Zishan were not worried about these two drunks, so they brought Ao Meng along with them from thousands of miles away.

This person Yilong drank even more Shi Lezhi, and Ao Meng, who was waiting on the side, suffered on the spot.

……

"Dragon Emperor. It's not me who blows you... hiccup... In this world, Ye Danqing has never been afraid of anyone... I'm not afraid of anyone!"

"If there is no respect for Heaven and Earth and Fairy Tianyin... Hiccup... Who am I afraid of? I am dignified... Hiccup... Dragon Sovereign, everything is... invincible!"

"You cow... as expected of the Dragon Emperor... Hehe... It's your daughter, not very good."

"Little... Meng... It's really not good."

As soon as Ye Danqing and Jinhui Longhuang blew it, Ao Meng lay down.

She asked the black question on the spot, "What's wrong with me? Why did it suddenly come to me?"

"That dragon girl...hehe...you come here."

Ye Danqing, who was drunk and flushed, pulled Ao Meng, who was about to help pour the wine, over, grabbed her cheek, and said with a smirk, "This child... looks cute... even cuter than Ao Meng... It's a pity, It's a bit like Ao Meng."

"Xiaomeng is also cute... She looks cute... Hiccup... She's just too stupid."

Jinhui Dragon Emperor took a sip and nodded, "However, silly dragons have silly blessings...it's good...I am a father...hic...you have to think about the best."

"Li (you)...wo..." Ao Meng was angry and funny, just about to say something.

Ye Danqing suddenly had a look of grief and indignation, and the table he was beating banged loudly, "What a sin! Why should I accept my disciples so unknowingly?"

The Purple Shirt Dragon King and Purple Scaled Queen on the side were first taken aback.

Then, they began to practice "the way of gossip".

"Your Majesty. Is there any hidden reason why you don't like accepting disciples so much?" The purple-scaled queen probed her chest-filled upper body, and the purple-scaled dragon tail swayed eagerly.

The Purple Shirt Dragon Emperor also cast an earnest gaze, "Your Highness. Is this the reason related to Ao Meng? Or is it related to Fairy Tianyin?"

After Jinhui Dragon Emperor was "ton ton ton", he looked at Ao Meng with the eyes of "hate iron is not steel", "It's definitely Xiaomeng... This child can't... She doesn't have any female power... Her mother is a bit affectionate, None of them have been inherited."

"Eh?" Ao Meng lay down on the gun again and complained aggrievedly, "Father. I'm not that bad, am I?"

"No...you are much worse than your mother."

When Jinhui Dragon Emperor was drunk, he didn't save face for his daughter at all, and hummed faintly, "Your mother is proficient in everything from qin, chess, calligraphy, cooking, and gardening... a flower in the black dragon, a wonderful flower in the dragon... Only inherited the wonderful."

This scolding from his father, still in front of his favorite master, undoubtedly caused a mental combo, crit and cleave to Ao Meng.

For a moment, she felt as if she was really worthless, and she almost cried when her nose twitched.

"Dragon Emperor's words are too bad." Ye Danqing interrupted suddenly.

Ao Meng saw a slight turning point, and exclaimed in delight, "Master..."

"Ao Meng can't even speak of a strange flower... she's just stupid." Ye Danqing started ruthlessly, instantly extinguishing Ao Meng's last hope.

"Wow-"

Under the combined fists from his father and master, Ao Meng finally settled in Bengbu, lying on the table and crying loudly.

No matter how comforting the Purple Shirt Dragon King and the Purple Scaled Queen might be able to comfort them.

Ye Danqing and Jinhui Dragon Emperor turned a blind eye, clinking glasses and drinking, chatting and laughing.

This day is probably the most aggrieved and powerless dark day since Ao Meng was born, and it will become a psychological shadow for a long time.

……

"What about next?" From Ao Meng's resentful eyes, Ye Danqing realized that what happened last night was far more than that simple.

"Hmph. Smelly Master! Smelly Father!" The growing resentment on Ao Mengjiao's body further proved this.

Chapter 100 Future Wife?

What happened afterward...

Jinhui Dragon Emperor looked at Ao Meng who was so angry that he was bulging at the side, and it was not easy to speak for a while.

"Hmph. Dad doesn't say it, I say it myself."

Ao Meng was so angry that her chest swelled again, and she said the next scene in shame...

Ye Danqing and Jinhui Longhuang scolded Ao Meng together, and they looked at each other more and more, and they felt that they had seen each other late.

"Dragon Emperor. There is a word... hiccup... I don't know if I should say it or not." Ye Danqing pointed drunkenly at Ao Meng, then at himself, and at Jinhui Dragon Sovereign.

Jinhui Dragon Emperor slammed down the table on the spot, and said righteously while hiccups: "Between us... uh... what else can't... uh... say?"

"Then... I said it." The drunk Ye Danqing smiled a little silly.

Ao Meng felt a little nervous about it, and subconsciously wanted to run away: "Father, Master. You guys are drinking, I have something to do..."

"What can you do?" Ye Danqing grabbed her wrist involuntarily and pulled it back, "The next thing...hehe...is related to you..."

"Little... cute?" Jinhui Dragon Emperor put down his wine glass and sat upright, as if he was about to hear an extremely important secret, "Speak! Just say it! I am here!"

Ao Meng had never seen her Dragon Emperor father so serious, she was stunned for a while, and cast a begging look at her master, "Master... You shouldn't... don't?"

Ye Danqing, who was still drunk at the time, didn't speak. She got up and pressed Ao Mengxiang's shoulders to let her sit down.

Ao Meng's body was tensed, and her charming face was turned pale with fright, "Master..."

"Don't worry. It's alright—" Ye Danqing rubbed her head hard, smiled naively, and inexplicably walked around the room a few times.

then……

Ye Danqing walked to Jinhui Dragon Emperor, grabbed his shoulders, and spoke in an intimate gesture close to his ear: "You are Ao Meng's father, aren't you?"

Jinhui Dragon Emperor nodded, looked at Ao Meng arrogantly, and shouted, "Yes... I am her father!"

Facing this declaration, Ao Meng really lost her temper.

"It's a coincidence." Ye Danqing patted Jinhui Dragon Emperor on the shoulder, arrogantly, looking down at Ao Meng: "I am also Ao Meng's father!"

"Huh?" Ao Meng was stunned on the spot.

Suddenly, I have an extra "I"?

What made her even more annoyed was Jinhui Dragon Emperor's reaction...

"Eh? So you are also Xiaomeng's father?" The shock on Jinhui Longhuang's face matched the drunken flush, without the slightest pretence.

It seems that he has recognized Ye Danqing's identity.

The mother and daughter of the Purple Scale Queen and the Purple Shirt Dragon Emperor were dumbfounded for a while watching this good show.

The Purple Shirt Dragon Emperor noticed Ao Meng's predicament, and wanted to come forward and say a few words to Ao Meng to persuade the two drunks in front of him.

But Queen Zilin held her back and whispered, "Mother. The two of them are so drunk now. If we get involved, I'm afraid we'll get burned."

After thinking for a while, the Purple Shirt Dragon Emperor recognized this.

The mother and daughter lifted the stool in a tacit understanding, and together they moved to the door, away from the wine table, and said, "It's none of our business to hang up."

"Little aunt, grandma. You just watch, am I being bullied by Master and Dad united?" Ao Meng pursed her lips aggrievedly, trying to ask for help.

The mother-daughter Queen Purple Scales and the Purple Shirt Dragon Sovereign, after Simu faced each other for a while, the dragon's tail cocked, and they nodded in unison, "That's naturally impossible."

Ao Meng was like a drowning man who grabbed a straw, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his dim eyes, "I knew..."

The words just came out.

"Mother. Let's not watch it, shall we?"

"Speaking of which, we haven't seen the night of this Great Sun Temple for many years. It's time to appreciate it."

The Purple Scale Queen and the Purple Shirt Dragon Emperor turned their backs in tacit understanding again, leaving Ao Meng with a ruthless back.

This warm night suddenly turned cold.

Ao Meng is like being alone in the deep ice and snow, hugging herself pitifully, shivering... In this cold world, only I have a little warmth.

Before she could warm up, she fell into "extreme freezing".

Ye Danqing swaggered over, stroking Ao Meng's head as if he loved a naughty little girl, "One day is a teacher and a lifelong father... Ao Meng, I am your father."

"Xiaomeng. I'm your father too." Jinhui Longhuang didn't know the meaning of the word, so he read it out like a gourd.

Waiting for Ao Meng to react from the stunned again.

Jinhui Dragon Emperor showed a serious expression and ordered his daughter: "Xiaomeng. From now on, I will be your eldest father, your honor... hiccup... I am your second father."

"I don't want it!" Ao Meng tried hard to push away Ye Danqing's hand to stroke her head, but refused, "Father. How can you be arbitrary..."

"It's not random, it's not random." Ye Danqing stroked her without making a fuss, and said with a smile: "Ao Meng is good. Give me a kowtow to your eldest father and second father."

"Yes! Kowtow." Jinhui Dragon Emperor staggered to Ye Danqing's side, and danced his waist with him, humming an unknown tune.

"Pfft...these two are too cute after being drunk, right? They don't have the usual serious and cold look at all."

"Giggle. No wonder there is an old saying that men are young until they die."

The Purple Shirt Dragon Emperor and the Purple Scale Queen watched this scene, both with their jade hands covering their red lips, their stomachs hurting from their laughter.