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You are really my real father. Chen Mo was very helpless.

You old boy, you actually learn to be smart.

The trap set up by the heavy thunder was waiting for the other party to drill, but in the end he became a "fish that was caught".

After a blank expression, "Cirong" hung on his face again, waved at Chen Zhengyang and said, "Hehe, Zhengyang, come on, let's talk."

When Feng Feiyan heard this, she finally got to the point. She hurriedly looked at her body, and she was secretly nervous and wanted to hear it as clearly as possible.

"Go, the kids go play."

Chen Zhengyang pushed Chen Mo away and came close to Feng Chonglei.

Continue, "His uncle, if you have something to do, please talk."

Feng Chonglei's body trembled. Why did this "his uncle" come out of the old boy's mouth change like a change?

Bang.

Feng Chonglei smiled all over his face, slapped Chen Zhengyang on the shoulder, deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Hehe, brother Chen, my big nephew has started talking about marriage. When did you get things done with Fei Yan?"

Suddenly, Chen Zhengyang's smiled face suddenly became stiff and dull, and his eyes were staring at the other party and turned around.

Damn, I know that you, the "brother", are not that kind-hearted.

Instead, a pair of eyes looked at Feng Feiyan with a deep affectionate look on her face.

It immediately attracted a hint of melancholy and vicissitudes of his eyes, and slowly covered his entire eyes, making people feel heartbroken.

Chen Zhengyang gently pushed Feng Chonglei's palm away and took two heavy steps, staggering and staggering.

His palm swept across the storage ring, and a bamboo tube was placed between his fingers.

Bang.

A flash of light led to a cluster of flames. The end of the bamboo tube contained at the corner of the mouth touched the flames, and took a deep breath.

Huh ~

The bamboo tube was not in fire, but it spit out a long mouthful of blue smoke from his mouth. Looking at his back, it seemed to be a bit desolate, and looking at his eyes, it was full of melancholy.

Suddenly, Feng Feiyan on the side sobbed in a low voice. Looking at Chen Zhengyang's sad back, he felt secretly heartbroken.

Dad, you are so good at pretending, you are simply a "model" among us.

Chen Mo was speechless and felt a little impressed. Looking at his look, his temperament was like a girl killer, and he couldn't help but give the old man a thumbs up. It's amazing, no wonder he could make my mother confused.

Feng Chonglei was stunned for a while. Then he shivered and suddenly woke up.

"Where should I ask you?" The voice became stern. How could he fool my sister's affairs?

Chen Zhengyang still stood at the door, looking out the window and took a deep breath of the bamboo tube, spitting out a long mouthful of blue smoke, and the bamboo tube had already come out of his hand in the blink of an eye. A wisp of mysterious energy was secretly induced, and the rolling bamboo tube flew out of the door and turned into a cluster of azure blue flames.

Bang!

The bamboo tube exploded in the air and turned into colorful "fireworks", which instantly attracted attention.

Accompanied by the brilliant fireworks, Chen Zhengyang suddenly turned around, and a gust of wind blew over, making his long gown flutter, showing his manly charm.

A melancholy and vicissitudes of eyes directly met Feng Feiyan's obsessed eyes. Looking at each other, an electric current radiated instantly, colliding in the air, forming electric flowers.

"Yeah~"

Feng Fei Yan's body became weak and she lost her strength in an instant. She was about to fall to the ground.

Whoosh.

A figure like light flashed through the hall. Chen Zhengyang held Feng Feiyan's waist with a hand. His eyes were even more melancholy, deep and charming, causing her delicate body to tremble. He slowly closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled.

"Fai Yan, come with me to watch the fireworks." Chen Zhengyang was affectionate and had a mellow and magnetic voice.

Everyone in the hall took two steps back. This incident happened so suddenly that they looked at the scene in a daze. The eyes and movements of the two men made people feel goose bumps.

Dad, can you be more stingy? I'm convinced.

Chen Mo lay down and worshiped her heart.

Gradually, Feng Feiyan opened a pair of eyes that were thick with autumn water, and her eyes were completely stuck to him. She felt his palm holding his waist and stood up slowly.

The two of them were afraid that they would be separated by life and death in one second. They had no other people in their eyes and walked slowly out of the hall.

"Boy, have you not answered me yet?" Feng Chonglei asked furiously, with his cheeks bulging.

The two stopped, Chen Zhengyang glanced at Feng Feiyan affectionately, then turned his eyes to Feng Chonglei and said, "Lao Feng, a man is determined to be in all directions, and he must put his career first."

Instead, Feng Chonglei, who was furious behind his back, cursing endlessly, and the two of them left facing the gorgeous fireworks.

"Dad, mom, wait for me."

Chen Mo recovered and apologized to Feng Chonglei's mouth, picked up Xiao Ba who was in a daze, and chased him out.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

Under the gorgeous "fireworks", the two of them leaned against each other and snuggled outside the world, which made people envious.

Feng Feiyan seemed to have returned to twenty years ago, and was like that girl in the flowery season, enjoying the nourishment of love, tilting her head slightly, and a touch of redness that could not be erased on her face.

"Brother Yang, come back to Yange with me, I'll make delicious food for you." Looking at Chen Zhengyang up close, there was a stubble growing on his chin, especially those eyes, she was intoxicated.

With a frown slightly, Chen Zhengyang turned his gaze to Feng Feiyan and said affectionately: "Faiyan, it's been more than ten years. To be honest, I often miss my life in Tianlei Dao, and it's time for me to go back to my home to see it."

"Uh..." Feng Feiyan's eyes suddenly flashed with tension, and she was replaced by the autumn watery expression.

"Brother Yang, you just listen to others. Just treat our family reunion and have a reunion dinner." Feng Feiyan grabbed Chen Zhengyang's arm, and while his father was so angry that he acted coquettishly, he kept throwing his hands.

Mom, can we pay attention to the impact?

Chen Mo seemed to have not come out of this shocking plot at all. He looked straight at the two of them, why did he suddenly feel that he was redundant?

The other hand was stalking Xiaoba's neck, letting it suffocate and struggle endlessly, but it didn't know it at all.

"Haha, Feiyan, I think my residence was not luxurious, but it always made me feel a strong sense of intimacy, especially in the courtyard, which left you with fragrance. How could I give it up at will, let alone, it was a property left for my son, so he should always recognize the house."

Chen Zhengyang's eyes revealed gentleness and unique melancholy, which made Feng Feiyan intoxicated and nodded in his soft heart.

"Son. Come here." Chen Zhengyang gently pushed Feng Feiyan away and hooked his finger at Chen Mo.

Seeing that he insisted on doing this, Feng Feiyan had no choice but to stamp his jade feet, and could only go to the so-called "home" with their father and son.

"Dad, why don't I go back first. Do you and my mother continue to watch the fireworks?" Chen Mo said with a thief smile on his face.

Chen Zhengyang waved his arm, hugged his shoulders, and pulled it into his arms. The vicissitudes and melancholy expression in his eyes was instantly replaced.

He murmured in a low voice: "Boy, I'm also trying to get out. You've been talking so much nonsense. Do you know if you'll accompany me to our own house later?"

"Brother, isn't this good?"

"What's the name?"

"Dad."

Facing the slap that Chen Zhengyang was about to slap, Chen Mo shouted loudly. He was so excited that he was just a mistake in his tongue.

"Don't hit my son." Feng Feiyan turned around and stuck between the two, staring at Chen Zhengyang like a trickster.

Alas, this little mother is even more timid than her biological mother. Xiao Ba lay on the ground and stared at the family panting, almost making a fuss.

The sun shines on the entire Tianlei Mountains, with three people and one turtle walking through the path paved with pebbles. The fragrance of flowers and plants wafts on both sides, and the green shades are lined up. The beautiful scenery is fascinating.

It is very friendly, especially Chen Zhengyang, who has been away for more than ten years and has a steady pace at this time. He also feels the rare taste of home as he takes three steps.

"Well~, the fragrance of the soil is coming towards us."

As the sun shone through the tree trunks on both sides, Chen Zhengyang took a deep breath.

"Dad, where is the home?" Chen Mo was quite interested at this time and finally returned to his own home.

"Don't worry, boy, look at the peak."

Chen Zhengyang pointed his hand at a mountain top. The peak was not high, and there was a small courtyard on the top, standing among the dense vegetation.

"This small building is called "Xuanyuan Pavilion". It not only has the warmth of home, but also watches the sunrise and sunset. It is a great place, Feiyan, do you think so?" After a long time of praise, Chen Zhengyang turned sideways and asked Feng Feiyan behind him.

"Uh, yes, yes." Feng Feiyan's eyes dodged for some reason, as if she was very guilty.

Chen Zhengyang frowned slightly and thought to himself that Xuanyuan Pavilion was his biological mother's surname was Xuanyuan. It seemed that the father and mother had a great relationship. They must have named it for commemoration of her.

This made him feel a little sad. Where is his mother? Is he still in the world?

After stretching his eyebrows, Chen Zhengyang continued, "Fai Yan, let's get to Luoyan Pavilion later after letting his son recognize the house."

"Zhengyang, I..."

Feng Feiyan bit her lip, and before she could finish her words, the father and son were holding each other and heading towards the top of the mountain.

A strong wind blew the green flowers and plants bent over, and when the wind passed, the branches were straightened up again.

Three people and a turtle flew over and landed in front of the small building gate of the peak.

This is a courtyard made of green bricks and green tiles. The weeds all over the area have covered the original bluestone path. The two lacquered mahogany doors at the entrance are now covered with thick dust, and there are spider webs that are estimated to be seventeen years old in the corner.

Chen Zhengyang's eyes were a little excited, and he closed his eyes and took another deep breath, feeling the smell of home.

Seeing that my father was so happy, Chen Mo was also happy. The father and son were in a rare state of harmony, and now he finally returned home.

Humph, humph...

Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the yard.

"There are monsters?"

Chen Zhengyang was stunned and looked at Feng Feiyan next to him strangely. When did monsters break in the Tianlei Dao Sect?

Feng Feiyan avoided the gaze he cast, and his eyes were dodging.
Chapter completed!