"Is this necessary to go?" Cheng He frowned with thick eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with some expectations, as if he hoped that the master with a familiar handsome face in front of him could use shaking his head to deny his thoughts.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yongqi nodded and said firmly without hesitation: "Yes, we must go! For myself and for everyone around me."

"Hey, why do you like to cause trouble for yourself so much?" After being together for nearly ten years, Cheng He has already understood what the solemn expression that has come into his eyes means. At this moment, he was helpless to grab his hair, and it seemed that he could only express his depression in his heart in this way.

"Brother He, don't worry so much. I have never seen any storms over the years? If I could die, I would have died long ago and could I live well until now?" Zhao Yongqi seemed quite calm. Since he couldn't avoid it, he would have died with a sad face or responded with a smile. This is no longer a multiple-choice question.

"Okay, you're right." Cheng He nodded, reached out and patted Zhao Yongqi on the shoulder and said, "I know, I can't help you with anything, but at least I will guard your wife and children well for you. This is the only thing I can do."

Although Cheng He himself thought he could not help, in Zhao Yongqi's heart, this was undoubtedly the best promise. As long as his wife and children are safe, he has enough confidence to face any danger.

No one wants to say much about unhappy things. Whether it is Cheng He or Zhao Yongqi, when he returned to the table, he seemed to have forgotten everything. After drinking until he was drunk, there were only irrelevant nonsense and laughter left. On the contrary, Wen Chenglong and others did not ask anything. Whether it was Wen Chenglong who had decided to face with Zhao Yongqi, or Dagger and others who did not understand what was going on, they all seemed to be blind and had never seen any "fairy sister". It was this absolute trust that Zhao Yongqi, who didn't know how to explain, felt relieved.

That night, Cheng He, who was not drunk for thousands of cups, was actually drunk before Zhao Yongqi. In the end, he was only able to throw him into the room next to the room where Shuangshuang and Beibei lived with the help of Wen Chenglong and others.

Zhao Yongqi, who was drunk a little, walked into his master bedroom with his swaying eight-character steps, but found that there was one missing little woman on the big bed. At this moment, Yang Mu was holding a tablet in his hand and didn't know what he was looking at, but Xiao Baozi was gone.

"Honey, you're drunk again." Yang Mu couldn't help but scold Zhao Yongqi when he saw Zhao Yongqi's handsome blushing face. However, he had already thrown away the tablet in his hand, and first helped Zhao Yongqi sit down on the bed, then walked straight to the bathroom.

Touching his forehead that was a little hot, Zhao Yongqi smiled and told his concave and delicate body casually, saying, "Why are you the only one? Where is the little bun?"

"Xue'er refused to sleep, she went to coax her. I guess she'll sleep with her again tonight." Yang Mu brought the wet towel and sat sideways beside the bed, gently washing his face.

"So that's it." Zhao Yongqi leaned over to hug his wife's delicate body and said with a smile: "Wife, since no one disturbs me, then come and kiss one quickly."

"Why are you so dishonest?" He gently patted Zhao Yongqi's unhonest big hand, and the little woman with a blush on her pretty face, glared charmingly, and said angrily: "Don't make a fuss, the smell of alcohol is going to be stinking. I'm warming up the sobering soup, you drink it first and then sleep. I'm in my thirties, and I don't know how to cherish myself, and I will regret it in the future."

Seeing the little woman breaking away from her arms, Zhao Yongqi happily let her go to get the sobering soup, but said, "Isn't this still my wife? Otherwise, how could I realize the virtues of my wife?"

"I will pick up something nice. Are you going to serve you with a wife?" When I brought the sober soup back, the little woman had a beautiful smile on her face, but she refused to suffer any loss.

Just poured the sobering soup from the small bowl into his mouth in one mouthful and threw the bowl on the bedside table. Zhao Yongqi reached out and hugged the soft body into his arms. He put a little force on his body and said softly: "Of course not, my wife, that must be taken to hurt. Come on, let me hurt one first."

"Oh, I hate it." The little woman who said this did not resist Zhao Yongqi's move to peel off the thin pajamas. Instead, she twisted her body slightly, making the flames in the man's heart burn more violently.

...

After a long time, the little woman leaned against her husband's arms, with a beautiful and charming face, and now she still had a blush after passion. Her slender and tender fingertips poked on Zhao Yongqi's chest. When she gently drew a circle, Yang Mu, who lowered her head, said softly: "Husband, are you going to do something again?"

"Hmm?" Zhao Yongqi, who was enjoying the soft and soft touch on his hands, was stunned, and then laughed and said, "There are so many jobs every day, what are you talking about?"

"Don't lie to me." Yang Mu still responded with a slightly lonely voice, and his fingers were also turning unconsciously. "I wanted to send you some side dishes before, but I happened to see those girls and heard your conversation clearly. Husband, isn't it very dangerous?"

He sighed helplessly in his heart. Zhao Yongqi knew that it must be because he had drunk alcohol and was at home again. His vigilance fell to freezing point, so he did not notice the appearance of poplar wood.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yongqi didn't want to hide it anymore. He nodded slightly and said, "It makes you worry. However, I won't do very dangerous things easily. After all, I don't want the good days now to become a thing of the past."

"You will say these nice words to coax people." Yang Mu raised his head, his beautiful eyes were a little red. He held up the handsome face in front of him with both hands, gently printed the red lips on the corner of his mouth, and then left a little, and said softly: "Actually, I am like Yingying. I am really worried, and I am really worried that the man who claims to be your son will say everything is true. Three years have passed, and now every time I think about it, I feel very scary, afraid that what he said is true, and even more afraid that he will not see you in the future. Husband, you have to promise me that you must not be in danger. No matter how difficult it is, do what you can."

"Well, I will definitely try to make myself safe and will never worry you." Although I didn't think so at all, Zhao Yongqi still had a confident smile on his face, as if he wanted to use this smile to dispel the worry and fear in the little woman in front of him.

After staring at her husband's star eyes for a long time, Yang Mu sighed: "Hey, you still don't know how to lie. Forget it, I think Liying has guessed it roughly. Since even she can tolerate it, I have to endure it too. When you are leaving, you must tell me, at least I want to give you a smile."

"Silly girl, don't make it seem like you want to burn incense for me." Zhao Yongqi couldn't help but smile and said, "Although the danger may be a bit a bit, it's not completely unavailable. Just like the little girls you saw today, they are all War God-level bosses with super abilities. With their help, I'll just go through various situations. Okay, don't worry, wait for me to come back."

"Well, husband, hug me tightly." When the gentle tone was in, Yangmu was not as good as a queen at this moment. Instead, it was like a kitten looking for a warm safe haven, trying to shrink his plump body into the arms of the man beside him, as if he wanted to remember his body temperature and his breath.

...

When it was dawn, Zhao Yongqi slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, the two little women beside him each occupied one side of their arms, breathing evenly, but they were still sleeping.

After taking a look at the little bun that came back to get into his arms, he carefully took out his arm from under the heads of the two little women, gently got up and pulled the quilt for them, and moved his arms, Zhao Yongqi quietly walked out of the bedroom.

After many years of habit, Zhao Yongqi still likes to be able to move his body whenever he is free, as if only the morning air can make him feel exhausted.

The air in the morning was very fresh. Zhao Yongqi, who changed into a thin sweatshirt and moved his hands and feet beside the flowing water in his yard, suddenly heard the sound of someone walking behind him.

Zhao Yongqi, who was putting his pedestal on the rock, didn't even change his posture. He just looked back and stopped morning exercises with his eyes lit up, and raised his hand with a smile and said, "Boss Ghost King, is this your wife comforting you. Come and have a drink when you have time?"

"Xiuxiu's temper is too stubborn, and I can't convince her. Now I can only temporarily imprison her and wait until she finds an opportunity to explain to her." Although Qinggui spoke very easily, anyone could hear the helplessness in his words.

"Dad!" Before Zhao Yongqi could say a few more words of comfort, a young man suddenly jumped out from behind Qinggui, just the familiar voice and the handsome face that even Xiao Baozi and others recognized, Zhao Yongqi already knew who was coming in front of him.

"Is it your boy? Why are you here again?" Zhao Yongqi was a little stunned when he saw his son who came to the future, but he didn't react much.

Zhao Yifeng had already crossed Qinggui's tall body in a few steps, rushed directly to Zhao Yongqi's side, and said happily, "Dad, you finally don't treat me as fake this time, right?"

"Who said it? I still think my son should be more handsome." Zhao Yongqi, who raised a smile on his lips, teased.

"Dad!" Zhao Yifeng sighed helplessly, and seemed not caring about Zhao Yongqi's teasing, and suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Dad, are you really going?"

"Hmm? Do you know where I'm going?" Zhao Yongqi was a little stunned. In his impression, this kid seemed to have no idea how he disappeared.
Chapter completed!