[Comprehensive] Start steaming buns today

Nezha raised his eyebrows, and looked depressedly at the two second sister-in-law and nephew who "hummed" at the same time after they found each other talking with him, and suddenly had a strange feeling that he was so mature, "Second sister-in-law, you Don't talk yet. Hey,...what, why do you say she's not my second sister-in-law?" Pointing to his unconvinced second sister-in-law, Nezha's curiosity is not just at 01:30!

Just now, he didn't overlook the contradiction in the child's eyes!It's weird...

"Uncle Nezha," Yang Qingyu's small face was rarely serious. Nezha blinked, and had the illusion that he saw his second brother, but the next moment, the soft and waxy child's voice brought him back to reality. Could it be that you have shrunk and even your IQ has dropped?! Qing Yu’s mother is Ao Cunxin, not this third Princess Ao!”

"Uh..." Nezha was stunned in an instant.What is the third princess Ao Cunxin, isn't Ao Cunxin the third princess Ao!Before they got married, they were always called the three princesses!Why does it sound like Baozi meant it? Could it be possible?Nezha stared blankly at Xiao Tiangou beside him, and immediately rolled his eyes, this silly dog ​​has been dumbfounded for a long time!

Can you not be stupid!That is the master's son!Xiaotiangou looked back.

"What?!" It was Ao Cunxin who was the first to react, and she picked up Yang Qingyu and asked very unsteadily, "You are my son?!" Fake!She and Yang Jian have only been married for a few years!How did this son come here? !

"No!" Yang Qingyu denied it righteously. Just as Ao Cunxin breathed a sigh of relief, the soft childish voice continued: "I am Ao Cunxin's son, not yours!" When he woke up, Yang Xiaobaozi was actually very calm.

"..." Now even Ao Cunxin was puzzled, she turned her head, her big eyes were full of doubts, "Nezha, I am actually Ao Cunxin, right?"

"..." So, the day ended satisfactorily as Long Xiaogou jumped around in a daze.

———————— Time difference back to Chapter 1.

Knowing the ins and outs, Yang Jian's eyes twitched, and suddenly he missed his master Yu Ding who disappeared after a god: "Master, where are you... this disciple needs you!!"

The wind in Yang's Mansion is always warm, because this spring-like wind comes from a certain gentle and refined god.His mood can always determine the direction of the four seasons in Yang Mansion.Of course, Yang Tianshen is not the only one who can call the wind and rain in the Yang Mansion, so whenever Yang Tianshen is angry, the Yang Mansion is still as good as before.But today is different, let alone some Princess Ao who deliberately made her husband look ugly, even Yang Tianshen himself could not continue to be calm and composed, petrified on the spot.

"Little Baozi, who are you?" Yang Jian stretched his hands in the air, his eyes wide open, and asked with a handsome face while holding Xiao Baozi's armpit.

The incense in his hand froze for a moment, Yang Jian looked at those slightly widened eyes, and suddenly had a bad feeling.When he grew up and looked at the past, he saw that Baozi blinked his eyes and slowly turned his head. I don't know if it was because the child's reflex arc is relatively long. It took a while for Yang Xiaobao to realize that his father Digest the problem of the problem—it would be better not to digest it!The corner of Yang Qingyu's mouth twitched, tears quickly gathered in his eyes, and the panic in his eyes grew more and more, when he heard a faint dragon roar, Yang Jian, who was pierced by the devil's voice of the little bun, couldn't help but petrified on the spot.

"Whoa whoa-"

Never underestimate the dragon clan, this is the conclusion of hundreds of years of quarrel between Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin.But who will tell him why this bun is also a dragon? !

Yang Jian watched in horror as the child in his arms gradually became transparent after a loud roar, his eyes turned red little by little like a dragon in the transformation stage, until the whole lower body became a dragon shape, the short dragon The tail hangs dangling under the body, and as the little bun grows louder and louder, he flicks, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" Changes in the body, or in other words, this state is what he likes and is used to the most.

"Yang Jian! What did you do?!" Oh my god, she only left for less than a quarter of an hour!The fire hasn't come up yet!How did it become like this all of a sudden?Ao Cunxin rolled her eyes speechlessly, hugged the little bun who was crying, and hurriedly comforted her.

"I didn't..." Yang Jian looked up at his wife's tense face, feeling panicked, as if he had seen his mother before the family change, and opened his mouth to deny it.As a result, as soon as he lowered his head, he met a pair of big watery eyes that were obviously full of expectation. He paused with his hand that was about to be put down, sighed in his heart, and raised his eyes to look at his wife, "Cun Xin, what is the origin of this kid?" This looks so weird!Dragon, human, or demon?

"What's the origin?!!" Yang Qingyu paused, crying even louder like a bolt from the blue.

With a solemn face, Ao Cunxin lifted the hand holding the little bun up, stared at Yang Jian, and snorted, "You don't know why? He is called your father!" The little girl Ao I rolled my eyes, hum, let you run away from home every now and then!

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow! The father's man still had to look at the face of this bad woman, Ao San, and he felt bad all of a sudden.The more Xiao Baozi Yang thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and finally he couldn't help it from sobbing softly to howling loudly, and there was a look of determination on his face that he would not cry to the Great Wall and would not give up.

Hey, you are so determined!Ao Cunxin was a little embarrassed, it had been half a month and she still didn't know which little bun her mother was! !

As the old saying goes, never underestimate a dragon, especially a crying dragon.For example, Ao Cunxin, for example... this little bun? ! !The corners of Yang Jian's eyes twitched, and he wanted to cover his ears with a slight movement of his fingers—damn, is his wife just the type who only thunders but never rains? ! ! !

Embarrassed and embarrassing, Ao Cunxin patted the small butt of the little bun who was suspected to be his future son in a good temper, pink and white light glowed all over his body, and gently pushed back the scattered dragon scales inch by inch until Ao Cunxin heaved a sigh of relief when the pink-carved and jade-carved person turned back into the original fragrant bun, "Qing Yu, my mother is here!"

If you want to say who in the Yang family has accepted Yang Qingyu the fastest in the past half month, it really must be Ao Cunxin!That clinginess is comparable to that of Xiao Tiangou to Yang Jia Erlang...Of course, this is absolutely not meant to belittle Miss Ao.Unfortunately, Ao Cunxin is Ao Cunxin, it is impossible to turn a dragon into a dog!And it is impossible for Yang Qingyu to become Yang Jian, even if they are related by blood!So these three, you still have to grind slowly!

What?Howling dog? !Does he know personal things? He!ignore it-