Fast travel: touch the hero's father before he turns black

Chapter 1 The Domineering CEO Is My Father 1
"Si Ming Bu, are you sure that Immortal Blazing Lord is here?"

In a dark corner, a chubby, soft and cute milk doll is leaning on the wall, looking for someone cautiously.

A golden book floating in the air is particularly gorgeous.

"The Commander-in-Chief told me that there is definitely a Blazing Immortal here!"

The little milkman hung his dead fish eyes, and didn't bother to take care of the command book.

If she hadn't been searching here for several hours and hadn't found anyone, she would have believed the words of Siming Bu.

Who knew that Siming Book was a road idiot!

She has been walking around this place all afternoon!
The irritable little milk punched a big hole in the wall.

"Who?!"

The startled little baby stared blankly at the trash can in the dark corner, and the voice seemed to come from behind the trash can.

Cen Jinshan held his broken arm and sucked in a breath, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

He really underestimated that bitch!

If he hadn't been cautious, he would have really hit the road!

The little milk baby pursed her lips, her plump lips were pink and tender.

Move over to the trash can.

Those who walked around here just now didn't really notice that there was someone behind the trash can.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh, it's Immortal Blazing Lord!" Si Mingbo screamed.

"To shut up!"

The little milk boy impatiently grabbed the command book and threw it far away.

Noisy!

Cen Jinshan lowered his head, noticed the shadow cast by his feet, couldn't help squinting his eyes and raised his head.

Doubt appeared in his eyes.

How could there be a child here?
He looks only three or four years old, whose parents are so careless?

Let a little baby run around at night?

The little milkman looked up and down, and his eyes fell on the drooping arm that was out of place.

Crooked head.

broken?

The little hand reached forward, as if to grab it.

Cen Jinshan clasped the little baby's fleshy hand, the tender little hand seemed to have no bones.

He coughed uncomfortably, "Where are your parents? This is not the place for you, you should go home."

The little milkman opened a pair of dead fish eyes, and pointed at Cen Jinshan's broken arm with the other hand, "It's broken."

Cen Jinshan was a little confused.

Looking at the little milk baby who didn't reach his thigh in front of him with a sullen little face, he said seriously, "I can take it."

Cen Jinshan couldn't laugh or cry.

Let go of the little baby's hand, "Hurry up and go home, this is not a place for you to stay."

The little baby pursed her lips.

A look of disgust appeared in the black grape-like eyes.

They were conspired and thrown into the 33rd Samsara Road, so why are you still pretending to be coercive?

Taking advantage of Cen Jinshan's inattention, he took advantage of Cen Jinshan's inattention, grabbed his arm with a small step, and pushed his wrist hard, one by one, and there was a small "click" sound accompanied by a small voice, "Okay."

Cen Jinshan was taken aback.

He moved his arm subconsciously, slightly sore, but it was indeed connected.

His eyes shifted to the little milk baby in front of him, and his heart was filled with vigilance.

A three- or four-year-old baby was wandering here in the middle of the night, and could still connect his arm when he wasn't paying attention.

It's amazing.

"Where is your home, kid, I'll take you home."

Cen Jinshan stood up, took the opportunity to glance at the information on the phone, a gleam of light flashed across his dark eyes, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Looking down at the soft, white and tender little dumpling in front of him, he really didn't dare to underestimate it at all.

The little milkman hung his dead fish eyes, "Cen Yan, I have no home."

"Cen Yan?" Cen Jinshan was a little surprised. With the same surname as his, the two were really destined to each other.

"Is that your name?"

Cen Yan shut his mouth, not wanting to speak.

Blazing Xianjun is too stupid, she doesn't want to talk.

In other words, will it hurt your brain to be tricked into the 33rd reincarnation?

When the Blazing Immortal Monarch who doesn't have enough brains to count returns to the fairy world, will Da Si Ming come to find her trouble?
Forget it.

Anyway, you don't need your brains in the battle between immortals and demons. A fool will know how to throw skills.

Cen Jinshan looked at the speechless expression of the little milk boy, and found it very interesting.

"We both have the surname Cen, so we are destined. Do you want to go home with me?"

Cen Yan gave Cen Jinshan a sensible look, hugged Cen Jinshan's thigh unceremoniously, and sat down on Cen Jinshan's shoes.

She was tired and didn't want to move.

The chubby little face was covered with baby fat, and it stuck to the straight suit pants. The warmth of his cheeks penetrated into the clothes, making Cen Jinshan feel his legs were warm.

He picked up Cen Yan with one hand and asked the people under him to pick him up.

When he got home, bathed Cen Yan, changed his clothes, and arranged the room, he realized that he had found a little ancestor for himself.

Pressing his bulging temples, he looked at his confidant A Tian in front of him.

"Where's that bitch?"

Ah Tian's eyes were dimmed, "I'm staying at the Lin family."

The corner of Cen Jinshan's mouth curled up into a cold smile, and he tugged on his tight tie.

"Is she so sure that I will die this time?"

"Ah!"

"Collect evidence of this incident. Hand it over to the old house and tell the person in the old house that this is the last time."

Ah Tian's eyes flickered.

"Yes."

"Go."

Cen Jinshan waved his hand.

It's really ridiculous.

My own son doesn't trust him, but he trusts a bitch who doesn't know where he came from!

With that face, do you think you can control the Cen family?

How ridiculous!

The morning sun shines on the bed through the window, Xiao Tuanzi lazily turns over, his dull eyes wandering around without focus.

Only then did he react in a daze.

She followed Blazing Immortal Lord back home.

"Little ancestor, get up quickly!!!"

The command book jumped up and down from nowhere.

There is a very important plot today!
Cen Yan covered his little ears with the quilt in annoyance.

Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chanting!
Do you want to make her a minor busy here and there? !

Siming Book screamed, "Little Ancestor!!!!!!"

Cen Yan suddenly turned over and sat up, staring at the command book with a pair of dead fish eyes, stretched out his fleshy little paws, grabbed the command book without hesitation, and threw it out of the window.

Really annoying!

Cen Yan, who couldn't sleep because of the fuss, got out of bed, wore the little white shirt and sweatpants from yesterday, and went downstairs with bare feet.

Cen Jinshan wanted to go to the company today, but for some reason he remembered the little group from yesterday, and somehow he stayed.

Sitting on the sofa and looking at the fried hairy little dumpling downstairs, I still couldn't react.

He just stayed?

"Yanyan, you stay at home today, be good, okay?" Cen Jinshan hesitated.

After speaking, he was dumbfounded again.

Is this something that a cold-faced Hades can say?

Still behaved?

Is he bewitched?
Bewitched?

Are you evil?
Cen Yan hung his dead fish eyes.

Siming Book said that there is an important plot today.

Well, she's following.

With a head of fluffy hair, he hugged Cen Jinshan's thigh.

Cen Jinshan, "????"

At a loss, he picked up Xiaotuanzi and looked at Xiaotuanzi.

"Yanyan, what are you?" What do you mean?

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