This is definitely not rebirth

The lunch box decided to ignore the brain-twitch kid, turned over and climbed out of the treatment room, and was about to go out, but the automatic door with the sensor switch in front of him did not move, and he also felt that something was wrong. After all, every time he woke up in the past, the medical staff They would all appear quickly, surround him and do various inspections to confirm that he was out of danger, but this time there was nothing, only a little ghost who claimed to be his uncle, and he knew who was doing it with his knees.

sky!This kid is as tall as him!

"Hey, how old are you?" Lunchbox prayed to God and Buddha in his heart, hoping that this little devil would not be younger than himself. With such a height and such an age difference, he would vomit blood.

Xiao Ming still looks aloof, and looks more arrogant than some nobles with strong racial consciousness. The lunch box saw that the pair of black eyes were all hanging from the corners of the eyes to look at him, which was very unclear, and the only ones that were particularly clear were the two nostrils. , making him want to make a V-sign gesture, and fork in...

"I'm over 100 years old."

"..." The lunch box first breathed a sigh of relief while leaning on his chest, then frowned suddenly, and then picked out his ears to make sure that there was nothing wrong with the ears, then he looked at the child with pity: "Hey, open the door quickly, brother will give you candy." Ball." It's pitiful for the mentally handicapped.

"..." The corners of Xiao Ming's lips twitched: "Just your height and age? Come with me."

After finishing speaking, before the lunch box jumped, Uncle Xiao Ming picked up the burqa for sick patients and threw it at his nephew, then turned and went out through another door that didn't exist.

The lunch box was dumbfounded, and when I remembered that my stepfather also had a skill that could open the door with sesame seeds anywhere, and take a secret path everywhere, I couldn't help but believe that this was what his uncle said, after all, even the stepfather had it. Uncle still strange?

"Well, they are indeed two brothers, and they are equally wonderful." The lunch box automatically regarded Lay Shi and Xiao Ming as two brothers.

While feeling emotional, he put on the loose smock on the lunch box and hurried to catch up with Xiao Ming. He was really curious about where this uncle would take him and what he was going to do.It didn't take long for them to board a small scooter in the secret passage. Now the lunch box is only wearing a white overcoat, the inside is in a vacuum state, and the wind is blowing into the skirt. His little face was slightly flushed, looking innocent and pitiful.

The child in front was not a character who knew how to be sympathetic to women, so he rolled his eyes and showed naked contempt: "It's not a girl, what are you being shy about?"

"..." The corners of the lunch box's lips are like the bow that plays cotton, which is called dynamic.Who told his appearance to be too successful?In order to stop the convulsions that were about to turn into cramps, he clenched his lower lip, his face paled for a moment, he was wearing a small white dress, a thin and thin body, his brown hair was blown to pieces by the wind, his green eyes were condensed with water vapor, looking Seeing me, I feel more pitiful than Chang'e flying to the moon, Zhinu descending to earth, and Tianluo girl.

In fact, there is no such thing as integrity, morality, and weathering. This is because the wind is a bit crazy. He is afraid of blowing away an important part that has not yet developed, so he presses it tighter.After all, he has never considered the issue of what he deserves. It is not my uncle's style to contribute. My uncle likes to plunder.

Except for family members, of course.

... Fuck, this wind is like a knife!

Just when the lunch box was considering whether to let Uncle Xiaoming slow down or borrow a pair of pants to wear, a huge turbine appeared at the end of the passage, and the metallic color was rotating at a high speed, and the strong wind was blown from there. , otherwise it will only be beaten into a meat sauce when it hits it, and it will be forgotten in paste ever since.

"Hey, are we going the wrong way?"

The little uncle gave him another three-dimensional look of contempt, which was so uncute.The lunch box is sad, because there are not many cute and cute children nowadays, and the lunch box is so frivolous, so it is God's blessing that Yan picked up such a cute and cute guy.Think about it, like him, who can go out of the living room and into the kitchen like him, he can not only sell cute and warm the bed, but also manage the house and fight outsiders.

Within two seconds of ecstasy, a new passage appeared under the two of them. Such a turning point directly allowed them to slide into a certain inclined passage. The two were like sliding slides, like two small rafts washed away in the torrent. , without any room for resistance, gliding somewhere at high speed.The lunch box could only tightly tighten the skirt, so as not to use flesh to grind this smooth but still able to rub sparks, burning his ass, he didn't want to try it at all.

The passage finally has an end. With two whirring sounds, the two shot out of the passage under the action of inertia. What awaited them was a cheater without any support. Fortunately, they were not ordinary people. It's just a bend, and the lunch box also curled up and turned over in the air a few times, landing perfectly on the ground with a graceful posture like a gymnast, showing an impeccable elegance and refined taste from expression to posture... The skirt is half a beat slow Falling down, covering the two slender penny legs that had just begun to take shape, she was extremely reserved...Your sister!

The few people in front of me were dumbfounded, because someone just gracefully showed the destructive posture of the lower body... What a wretched temperament that naturally exudes from the inside out.

Bicui raised her forehead, Huang Quan couldn't bear to look directly at it, Fengtian's slumped face also had a crack.

Is this really the patriarch's son?Beetui questioned; who is he like?Huang Quan was confused.

"Sit down." Fengtian was relatively calm, signaling his son who descended from the sky to sit at the other end of the long table, which was also the position he had prepared in advance.

The lunch box looked at the three strangers, among them, the silver-haired beauty seemed to have seen it today when passing through the inspection gate. He didn't know the purpose of the other party's visit, so he couldn't help but look at the child of the same height beside him: "Shu Shu, who are they?"

Xiao Ming said flatly, "One of your own fathers."

"Nani?! Daddy Hashibukuro!" Father? !The lunch box took a closer look at the man who was sitting at the front of the long table full of hearty meals, with serious brows squeezed into Sichuan characters, obviously paralyzed but not as cute as Yan Meng, and exuding a strong boss breath that tortured his nerves.

That blue eyes, that brown hair, that handsome face, that figure are indeed very similar to 'Ermi', but with a very different temperament.

Seeing this kind of character, it is absolutely reminiscent of being a child who was forced to be a pervert in adulthood. Because of his small thoughts, he appears to be a maverick, and finally becomes the existence of a lonely boudoir boss.

The lunch box immediately realized that this was one of the elite fathers with high status in the stepfather's mouth, and suddenly felt a pain in the brain and a sweetness in the throat. He thought, if this man with the title of "Pressure Shan Da" on his head really wants him to be the heir , he estimated that he would not grow taller in his whole life.

"Okay, I've already brought him, come to me when it's over." Xiao Ming moved his feet, then paused, as if he really had a sense of responsibility as an uncle, and said to his nephew whose eyes were out of the window: "There are me and you A father is here, he dare not embarrass you, eat well."

The lunch box nodded blankly, it was a bit over-stimulated, and then he saw the three men who looked like they were standing on the top of the pyramid, they all stood up to send off Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming's face seemed a bit big, so he felt a little more at ease .After letting go of the sense of crisis, the lunch box immediately jumped to the table and sat down, taking the initiative to eat, regardless of what others thought. In fact, he didn't want to please anyone at all. Whoever loves to be the heir will be the heir.

Seeing that the child is not polite and has no manners at all during the meal, Bitui can't help but frowned slightly, and has already started to make up the details of the etiquette course, thinking of making the child a perfect and elegant heir, so that other nobles will worship.

Huang Quan was the first to speak without Fengtian's objection: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you in the previous battle, I didn't know it would scare you." He was telling the truth, he just wanted to touch the child's strength After all, he would never do such a thing as really hurting the patriarch's son.

It was just unexpected that there would be such an unexpected turning point, which shocked everyone.

However, Bicui is very satisfied with this. An heir with strong combat power is of course the best.

When the lunch box heard it, he was immediately amused. This almost killed him, and the opponent who stimulated his mental power to explode was actually this man with a paralyzed face. He immediately climbed on the edge of the table with his greasy paws, leaned forward, and carefully sized up the opponent. , and showing his white teeth in a smile, compared with the cute and cute gentleman's appearance at this time, it doesn't violate the harmony at all, just like a sunny little gentleman... The premise is that he should not talk.

"Oh, so you are the pilot of that red mecha?! Tsk tsk tsk, brother, you are really good, the last claw almost scared me to pee, let's compete again when we have time, of course don't risk your life, just compete Let’s make progress with each other.”

"..." Huang Quan actually thought it would be interesting to fight against the lunch box, and seeing that the patriarch didn't object, he nodded slightly.

"Master, please be careful with the indecent words." Bicui couldn't help interjecting.

"..." The lunch box was shocked, why is it necessary to use indecent words?What's wrong with this old woman's beauty?

Fengtian raised his hand to stop Bicui from continuing to speak, and finally said: "As you can see, I am the patriarch of the Ark's plant department. If you agree, I will teach you as the first heir in the future. Of course, the process is not easy."

——Bicui raised her forehead again, full of belly: patriarch, can we not scare people away?

"I object." The lunch box responded decisively.

Bicui wanted to say something, but was stopped by Fengtian's eyes. He stared at the child, who was similar to him in appearance, but closer to He Cong's son in inner and ability.

Back then, after He Cong left, some of the cell samples left by him were used for cultivation by relevant research laboratories. However, no matter whether it was self-propagation or combined with other nobles' gene cultivation, it had never been successful.The best result is to create a perfect body, but without a soul, a vegetative person with no value other than as a decoration.

The research has been unsuccessful until more than [-] years ago, when the experimental materials were exhausted, and this experiment was also discovered by the person involved, He Cong, who intervened and intervened. As a result, the experiment was terminated, and all experimental materials and data were destroyed at that time.

He thought that everything would be sealed in the memory of the deceased like many forbidden experiments in the past, and it would not even be recorded in history and become an eternal secret, but now a successful experimental product appeared in front of him. He believed it was the only one, but that was enough.

"Since this is the case, you have to be careful to conceal your real identity. Even if there is a little bit of information leaking out, your life will not be peaceful." After a pause, Fengtian continued: "When the time comes, you and I will be with another person. Otherwise, lives are in danger."

After saying that, Fengtian once again stopped Bicui who was about to speak with his eyes. He understood the thoughts of this confidant, but he didn't need a rebellious heir.

Don't you want to be so verbal? Lunchbox felt that talking to intellectuals was extremely tiring, so he touched his head and said, "Oh, I still know about this kind of thing. I don't want to be an elite heir or a fugitive or something."

"Elite? Fugitive? How did you know me and He Cong?" Fengtian felt that the artificial intelligence named Xiao Ming was not the kind of robot with a bad mouth, and doubts abounded in his heart.

The lunch box confessed to his own father No. 1 without any concealment: "Oh, that's what the stepfather said. He found me ten years ago and told me about you. At that time, I decided not to have anything to do with you." one."

"Stepfather? Who?" Fengtian was stunned, not paying attention to the point of a child who is only three years old but unwilling to kiss his father.

"Layman, you don't know him?" Lunch Box looked at him sympathetically, his ex-husband didn't even know about his remarriage, how hard it was.

Fengtian was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to turn around, his face sank instantly, and the handle of the elegant wooden chair was crunched into a piece of wood under his hands.

The lunch box feels that if it is paired with a classic line "That little bitch!"