Flame Covers the Sky[Entertainment]

Xing Tian thought of the mahogany box given to him by the director of the orphanage before he left—the relic that An Qi hadn't had time to take away from the orphanage.

He didn't know why this weird woman had a sudden change of heart.When he revealed his identity at first, Dean Dong insisted that he didn't know An Qi.

It's inexplicable, but it's also a windfall, Yan Zixiao must be very happy to give it to him.For Xing Tian's sake, he tightly held the mahogany box in his hand.

Xing Tian didn't open it, so he didn't know what was in the box.When returning to the ancestral house for the New Year's Eve dinner, Xing Tian was worried that Yan Zixiao would be in a bad mood when he saw his sister's belongings. In order to make Yan Zixiao happy for the New Year, Xing Tian temporarily left the box in the ancestral house and planned to give it to Yanzi later. Xiao.

Not long after, Yan Zixiao called Xing Tian and Yan Sheng to have breakfast. The staple food was spring rolls and oil cakes that he had fried in advance, served with soft, glutinous and sweet eight-treasure barley porridge. Served on a delicate dinner plate, it will whet your appetite.

Yan Cheng wore a royal blue sweater embroidered with a lion's head. The child's skin was fair and healthy. Yan Zixiao frowned and asked, "What is this dress?" He didn't remember buying this style of clothes for his son.

Xing Tian immediately said: "I bought it, is it cool?" He would not say that this children's sweater is a limited edition given by the me brand. There are only 100 pieces in the world. It would be strange if Xiao didn't cut him to death.

"Well, make do."

Xing Tian knew the hidden meaning of Yan Zixiao's improvisation—very satisfied.He had seen Yan Cheng's wardrobe, it was black, white and grey, and the only thing with color was the uniform issued by the kindergarten.

"Yanzixiao, I'll buy the baby's clothes from now on, okay?" Xing Tian looked at Yanzixiao expectantly.

"No."

"Why, my vision is better than yours!" Xing Tian refused to accept.

"Eat your meal, or go away."

Xing Tian snorted coldly, he was thankless and could only eat honestly.

After the meal, Xing Tian asked Yanzi to take a rest, and took the initiative to undertake all the housework, washing dishes, mopping the floor, wiping the table, and not forgetting to wash the sheets and quilts they soiled last night.

Xing Tian has no talent for cooking, but he has potential in housework.After some cleaning by him, the hut is bright and majestic, the floor is clean and reflective, the flowers on the balcony exude a simple and elegant fragrance, the spring is infinitely beautiful, and the family of three sits watching TV together.

Due to the long Chinese New Year holidays, all David TVs will broadcast nostalgic classic dramas such as "Journey to the West", "Legend of the New White Snake", "Bright Sword", "My Fair Princess" and so on.Xing Tian attentively gave Yan Zixiao a massage, and glanced at the TV from time to time.

Entering the commercial time, Yan Zixiao picked up the remote control and wanted to switch to the sports channel to watch the football game. Xing Tian whispered: "It seems that there are two more episodes, and I don't know whether Xiao Yanzi escaped from the Black Chess Club."

Is this kid addicted to drama?Yan Zixiao put down the remote control and asked, "Haven't you watched "Returning the Pearl"?"

Xing Tian shook his head blankly.He received an aristocratic elite education since he was a child. The daily schedule is accurate to the minute. The extracurricular readings for enlightenment are all "The Analects of Confucius", "University", "Philosophy of Materialism", "History of European Art", "Origin of Time", etc. " and the like, in order to understand these books, he even saves time playing, so he has no spare time to watch dramas.As he got older, his interest and enthusiasm for learning suddenly shifted, and he joked that he would sleep with all the beauties in the world.

"Returning the Pearl" he has only heard of the famous names, plot characters, etc., he doesn't know anything about it.So after watching it for a short while, I pondered the plot with relish.

Yan Zixiao put down the remote control without changing the channel.He wanted to take his leg away from Xing Tian's hand, but Xing Tian held Yan Zixiao's ankle and said thoughtfully: "Don't move, I'll rub it for you again."

In the afternoon, a guest came to pay New Year's greetings. They were Xiaohong and Xiaolu's naturally dumb brothers.Xiaohong brought an old hen, and Xiaolu brought a turbot, which they bought with the hard-earned money they earned from part-time jobs. Yan Zixiao warmly welcomed the two teenagers, but Xing Tian was often jealous.

With the addition of two older children in the small family, the atmosphere suddenly became more active.But when Xing Tian saw the two brats drinking the tea made by Yanzixiao and eating the apples that Yanzixiao had peeled, he felt a sense of loss and resentment that his love nest had been taken over—this was his home, not A good hall to serve the ancestors.

Hey, wait, Xiaohong, take your dog's paw off my daughter-in-law's shoulder.

And Xiaolu, did you take the wrong medicine? Why do you keep smirking at my wife?

Fuck!Red envelopes, Yan Zixiao, you actually have their red envelopes, but mine! ! !

Oh—oh—when the mountains have no corners—when the rivers don’t flow—

The familiar melody came from the TV, and Xing Tian had already imagined the scene of Emperor Qianlong galloping on the prairie with his bodyguards on horseback.

But the singing was suddenly interrupted, and the TV screen was replaced by CCTV's five live broadcasts of the NBA playoffs Cavaliers vs. Trail Blazers.

While eating melon seeds, Xiaohong played with the remote control, and said sharply: "What age is it? Uncle Yan still watches "Returning the Pearl", it's really low and earthy."

"I did not see."

"Who is that?" Little Green asked.

Yan Zixiao squinted at Xing Tian's handsome face turned from embarrassment into anger, and secretly suppressed a smile.

Xing Tian slapped the table and stood up, he must find a way to deal with these two little bastards.

"What's wrong, Brother Tian?" Little Red and Little Green asked nervously.

"It's nothing, little red and little green, just watching TV is not fun, let's play something else."

"Okay, okay, how do you want to play?"

Xing Tian knew that the Erhuo brothers had been fooled, but the old driver hadn't revealed the rules of the game he designed, Yan Zixiao interjected softly: "Let's fight the landlord."

"Dou, Doudizhu? Poker?" What the hell, he doesn't know anything about board games.

"The four don't want to fight." Xiaohong and Xiaolu said enthusiastically, apparently the two brothers had subconsciously approved the proposal of Yanzixiao fighting the landlord.

"No, three people, you two, Xing Tian."

The two brothers rejoiced, being able to fight the landlord with the national male god, did they save the earth in their previous life?

The national male god stared at Yan Zixiao speechlessly. Yan Zixiao's expression was intriguing.

It is true that Xing Tian is lucky. He can draw Landlord, Double King Bomb every time. The chain and pair are neat and seamless. This perfect card, if it is played by an old player, will definitely be played out.

God gave this proud son of heaven many doors, but forgot to fix a small bug that was flawed somewhere.

For example, Xing Tian sadly discovered that his IQ was infinitely negative in playing cards.

After losing dozens of hands in a row, Xing Tian felt dizzy and nauseated when he saw the colorful poker. He even doubted himself: "I'm a genius with an IQ of 160, why can't I even kill two brats?"

Little Red and Little Green taunted mercilessly. It turns out that the national male god is not omnipotent. Their IQ is probably higher than that of the male god playing cards. This kind of suicidal card playing skills is definitely a powerful destructive force. of mysterious power.

In the evening, the noisy natural dumb brothers finally left.

Xing Tian was a little excited. As soon as the door was closed, he followed Yan Zixiao into the kitchen and protested dissatisfied: "Yan Zixiao, who is your husband?"

Yan Zixiao looked at Xing Tian amusedly, guessing that Xing Tian was about to attack his "crimes", so he listened attentively——

"Apple, have you ever peeled an apple for me?"

Yan Zixiao didn't tell Xing Tian that when Xing Tian was hospitalized with a gunshot wound, he peeled apples for Xing Tian every day, humbly praying to God to bless his lover to be safe every day.It's a pity that Xing Tian's physique couldn't eat raw or cold food at that time, Yan Zixiao had no choice but to endure the burning pain in his eyes, and ate the apples for Xing Tian one bite at a time.

"Your attitude towards the twins is completely different from that towards me."

Yan Zixiao was not in a hurry, and said coldly: "Otherwise, we should treat them the same as we treat you?"

"No, you can't agree, you have to keep your distance."

"They're underage."

"It's not okay to be a minor. Adolescent boys are easily misled by adults. They know the relationship between me and you." Xing Tian didn't tell Yan Zixiao that he was obsessed with the nightlife of singing and dancing every night when he was underage. .

"Why do you let me fight the landlord with the bear boy, I have no interest in board games."

"It was an accident. I thought about it temporarily. Everyone knows how to play Dou Di Master, but I didn't expect you to be so bad at it."

"My first time playing."

"But after playing 4 or 5 hands, many people can basically memorize the rules of playing cards. You say you have an IQ of 160, but you take the big king to eat the opponent's small 3. Isn't it really 60?"

Xing Tian didn't want to hear any more.It is an indisputable fact that he did not kill the two brats.What a shame!

"The most exasperating thing is what Xiaohong said!"

Yan Zixiao deliberately asked: "Which sentence?"

"Those who still watch "My Fair Princess" in this day and age are really low-brow."

Yan Zixiao pursed her lips and smiled.

"Tomorrow I will post an event on Weibo, let my fans squat at home to watch "Returning the Pearl", and write more than 800 words after reading. I will send masks, perfumes, and bags if I write well, but if I write badly I will give you a big gift bag of snacks for ten catties!"

"National male god, you are so narcissistic, why don't you send autographed photos?" Yan Zixiao felt that Xing Tian's idea was quite different and interesting, so she asked.

"The photos are from PS, and the bad words I wrote are worthless. Why do you give those fake things? It's really boring!" Xing Tian stretched his waist, showing off like a nouveau riche: "This year the company's profits are good, plus Remuneration notice fee, etc., I have x digits in the account, and I am willing to give small benefits to my true fans. Who makes their fans have so much money."

Yan Zixiao asked curiously: "Are you stupid?" There are no smart people in this world.

"Well, sometimes I think I'm pretty stupid. For example, now that I'm a superstar, I've lowered my value to be a babysitter for others, and I'm also disliked by others for washing dirty dishes. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Xing Tian held up the polished tableware, put it under the lamp, and squinted to see if there were any stains that could not be cleaned off.

Yan Zixiao was startled, the tenderness in his eyes was bottomless: "It's quite silly."

"Then hurry up and I will give out red envelopes, I want to make up for it!"

"You are 26 years old, show some face."

"I'm shameless, I want a red envelope!"

Yan Zixiao pondered for a moment, then glanced at the living room, the child was watching the replay of "Returning the Pearl" in the theater at night, so she boldly turned her head sideways, and gradually approached Xing Tian.

Xing Tian's body froze for an instant, his heart hung in his chest, but he pretended not to care, "That's right, use your * to pay for it." His tone couldn't hide his smugness.

Yan Zixiao didn't respond, he picked up Xing Tian's black hair scattered around his ears, this hair is just like its owner, it's very good, even though it's been tossed into colors every now and then, it's still fine and smooth, slipping through the palm of your hand and itching of.

"Xiaoxiao?" Xing Tian asked in surprise after seeing no movement for a long time.

Then, there was a warm and slippery touch behind the right ear, and Xing Tian knew that it was a man's lips.

Yanzi Xiao kissed for a long time, but did not change places.

Xing Tian's legs were numb, but he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of disturbing the rare lover who offered a kiss.

It seemed like a century had passed before Yan Zixiao let go of Xing Tian, ​​leaned against the kitchen cabinet, and lit a Marlboro leisurely.

Is this the end?

Xing Tian urged in displeasure: "Go on, I'm already hard!"

Yan Zi took a puff of smoke, and sprayed it lightly on Xing Tian's ear, the snow-white mist spiraled up, lingering and charming.

"Red envelope, I'll give it to you."

Xing Tian touched the wet right side of his neck. It must be a bright red mark. Realizing that he had been tricked, he yelled obscenities: "Damn it! How dare you play with me?"

Yan Zixiao remained calm and continued to smoke in silence.

"%#*##￥...My husband is going to fuck you up tonight." Xing Tian said without hesitation, his heart filled with honey.

"How dare you?" Yan Zi said coldly and proudly.

"I'm going to fuck you up and cry, fuck you up, fuck you up so that you can't get out of bed for three days and three nights, fuck you so much that you can only hold me in your eyes, otherwise, I'm Xing Tian, ​​the next, half, life, son, no, move. "

After finishing speaking, Xing Tian kicked the kitchen door, wiped his clothes randomly with his wet hands a few times, exuding a domineering possessive desire all over his body, and walked slowly towards Yan Zixiao.