When Qi Rong woke up, he didn't feel anything.

That's right, it's a ghost after all, so what about a hangover?There will be no feeling at all.

He sat up, and the quilt that covered him slipped off. He looked at the quilt for two or three seconds, and suddenly realized: Not good!The little brat is back!

Turning over and getting out of bed, he wanted to run, but happened to meet Gu Zi who had just entered the door, and was speechless for a moment.

Gu Zi put the hangover soup on the low table at the head of the bed, and pushed Qi Rong back on the bed. When he was about to feed Qi Rong the hangover soup, Qi Rong pushed it away. The bowl fell to the ground, and the soup spilled all over the place.

Qi Rong sat on the bed with the attitude of a hooligan, cursing and some dirty words in his mouth, which was unbearable, and he often heard it when he was a child.

Qi Rong scolded: "What's the matter with you kid? I don't know if I'm a ghost? What kind of hangover soup do you cook? Why don't you kill some people and come over and let me appetize you."

Gu Zi ignored him, just cleaned up the debris amidst Qi Rong's scolding, brought in another bowl, and forced Qi Rong to drink it.

Qi Rong pooh-poohed a lot, pointed at Guzi's nose and cursed: "I worked so hard to take care of you back then, and this is how you repay me? It's really not a thing, it's not as good as that Gouhuacheng has a conscience!"

Gu Zi glanced at Qi Rong, and said calmly: "Does father want me to repay you like the Lord Hua rewards His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Perhaps Gu Zi's eyes were too dark, Qi Rong didn't know how to reply, he just said: "How can there be such high demands, just don't worry too much about me! I can't care about you when you grow up, and you, don't care about me either!"

As soon as Qi Rong finished speaking, he felt a heavy weight on his left wrist, and looked down, good guy, the little bastard locked him at the head of the bed.

He has really grown up, his wings have hardened, and he doesn't even listen to his father's words.

The handcuffs were made of unknown material, but Qi Rong couldn't get rid of them, and cursed: "Little bastard! Where did you get this thing! You are so fucking wicked."

When he raised his head, he was really a little silly. There was a black and sinister look between Guzi's brows. Qi Rong was once close to death, so he couldn't be more familiar with it. He pointed at Guzi and roared: "You **** Cultivate the way of ghosts!"

"You are human!"

But Gu Zi smiled lightly: "Father, what are you afraid of? It's all about inheriting your father's career. You still need to rest well. I'll find you some medicine to nourish your soul."

The author has something to say:

Gu Zi turns on the blackening mode.

Qi Rong, who originally wanted his son to become a dragon, found that his good son had gone astray, so he could only sacrifice his own body to let his son return to the right path. His loving father's heart can be seen in the world (it's weird) and it is touching.

Not cruel!

should……

Also, this book is updated with fate!

Pit products cannot be guaranteed ╮(╯▽╰)╭

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