【Lotus Cake】A husband and son fell from the sky

Less than half of the conference was underway, and the gods below were already dozing off quietly using their supernatural powers.

Ao Bing himself was actually sleepy, but there was a restless child in his arms. Although he was not noisy, he just kept twisting and tossing in his arms, making the sleepiness that had just arisen in him disappear.At this moment, A Yin didn't know where the gold paper was poured out, and he was stacking something with his fingers flying.Seeing his chubby little face with serious expression, Ao Bing couldn't help but find it cute and funny, and followed his movements in a trance.Seeing that A Yin was about to make some appearance, a big hand suddenly reached out and held it.

Nezha squinted over with a pair of cold eyes, and asked in a condescending voice above his head, "What are you doing?!"

A Yin immediately suppressed two tears in his eyes, and turned his head to look at Ao Bing pitifully: "Mother, Daddy is vicious again..."

Ao Bing looked down at him, but couldn't resist his limp coquettishness, so he lightly pressed Nezha's hand, turned his face to Nezha with a smile and smoothed things over: "Fa conferences are boring and difficult to understand. , Even a god with a high level of cultivation will inevitably feel drowsy, let alone a child, he can do something he likes without disturbing others, why is he so strict?"

The palm was attached to the warm back, and the touch was vaguely familiar, as if they had held each other like this many years ago.Ao Bing could feel that the hand under his palm also froze for a moment, but it was only for that moment. The time was so short that Ao Bing was in a trance, thinking that he had an illusion, until A Yin exclaimed "ah!" A sound brought him back to his senses in shock.

He saw that Nezha turned a deaf ear to what he said just now, and secretly condensed a little spiritual power in his hand with a blank face, and the golden paper that had just been folded turned into flying ash in an instant.

A Yin's tears immediately "swipe" down, but this time he didn't cry sensibly, but just looked at Nezha anxiously with his two big eyes open, and shed tears silently for himself.His appearance made Ao Bing even more unbearable, and he immediately held A Yintuan in his arms and kept patting him on the back to comfort him. Although the housework of the father and son had nothing to do with him as an outsider, but His soft-heartedness and meddling made him endure for a few times, but he still couldn't hold it back. He couldn't help but look at Nezha with some reproach and said, "He's a child, why should he be so harsh on him?"

But I didn't expect that Nezha just watched A Yinwo crying and twitching in Ao Bing's arms with cold eyes. Except for a darker face, he was completely unmoved. After a while, he sneered and said: "I really think of myself as a Three years old? Huh?"

A Yin was burying his face in Ao Bing's arms and sobbing. Hearing this, he paused for a moment. After a while, a chuckle seemed to fly out, and a cute voice came out from his chest softly and delicately: "Since Daddy wants the child to be three years old, then the child will always be three years old."

Ao Bing was secretly startled, and calmly began to look at the golden Taoist magic weapons on A Yin's body. If these magic weapons were not paid special attention to, they could easily be regarded as treasures for the children of famous Taoists to exorcise evil spirits and defend themselves.However, after looking carefully, Ao Bing discovered that A Yin's neck, wrists, and even ankles were sealed tightly. These sealed magic weapons were even heavily cursed. It was these seals and The forbidden curse made A Yin always have the body of a three-year-old child, unable to grow up.

Ao Bing pursed his lips, forcibly suppressed the sudden doubts in his heart, pretended to be nonchalant, stroked the oily hair on the top of A Yin's head, and coaxed: "A Yin, be good, A Yin sleep for a while, This discussion will be over in a while, and I will accompany you out to play after the lecture, okay?"

The child just nestled in his arms obediently, thinking about something, after a long time, he raised his head, raised his face and smiled sweetly at Ao Bing innocently: "Okay."

However, with Nezha, the great god, there is no need to play after the Fa conference is over.

The rest bell over there had just rang three times, before the lingering sound, Ao Bing was immediately carried away by Nezha without saying a word, and A Yin was hugged and thrown to the Great Sage.Poor Ao Bing hadn't had time to say hello to his cousin Ao Lie, but Nezha brute force dragged him onto the Hot Wheels. After entering the Western Paradise, he descended to the mortal world.

Before leaving, Ao Bing only had time to ask A Yin to send a message to his cousin, saying that he was just busy and not skipping class temporarily, so don't blame Ao Lie.And A Yin, taking advantage of the opportunity when Ao Bing was standing in front of him to block Nezha's gaze, quietly stuffed a small conch made of gold paper into his arms.

Although Ao Bing didn't know what A Yin meant by giving him the golden paper conch, he hesitated a little, but seeing A Yin smiling innocently at him, he cooperated with Nezha on his back and calmly Received it.

After descending into the mortal world, Ao Bing shook his head, which had been dazed by the wind and fire wheels, and suddenly slapped his forehead, only to remember to ask Nezha the question he should have asked a long time ago:

"Hey, this, no, I'm sorry, where are you taking me?"

Nezha was probably speechless about his extraordinarily confused and easy-going personality, and seemed to be a little annoyed by it, so he just said two words indifferently: "Donghai."

Ao Bingshengfeng's feet stopped immediately: "Wait a minute, Third Prince, wait a minute, when did I say I'm going back to the East China Sea?"

Nezha frowned and looked at him, and Ao Bing felt his upper arm being pulled tighter suddenly, which made him feel a little pain: "I can't help you."

Ao Bing smiled in a good-tempered manner, completely indifferent to Nezha's attitude.Raising his arms and sleeves, he clasped his fists and saluted, all in one go: "Since the third prince is going to the East China Sea, it means that he and I are not on the same road, so don't go all the way and have a long journey."

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves and walked in the opposite direction.

Nezha stopped him behind him: "Where are you going?!"

Ao Bing paused, tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "After holding back in the East China Sea for so long, I naturally come out to get some air."

Turning slightly, he invited with a smile: "Do you want to go with the third prince?"

Nezha and Ao Bing pressed down on the cloud and landed on a mountain in the mortal world. The path in the mountain was surrounded by green cypresses and the spring water was tinkling.The two of them were silent all the way, Ao Bing didn't know what Nezha beside him was thinking, he only knew that he had a lot of doubts in his heart, like a small brush, scratching his heart constantly, scratching He itches.

He didn't have the temperament to break the casserole and ask the bottom line, but all the things that happened since he saw that A Yin were so strange that he had to figure it out clearly.That's why he was dragged away by Nezha in the Paradise of Paradise in the Western Paradise, and then wandered around on purpose after he got off the mortal world, wanting to take this opportunity to see what attitude the third prince of Nezha had.

But he didn't expect that the third prince would stay close to him, no matter where he turned, he would follow him silently, and he must see him return to the East China Sea with his own eyes before he could give up.

He became more and more suspicious.

He intuitively felt that there must be something that had a lot to do with him, but he could vaguely guess that Nezha didn't want him to know.

So he thought to himself for a moment, and asked Nezha beside him with a smile, "Third Prince, don't blame me for being abrupt, it's just that A Yin keeps calling me A Niang, and I really don't understand it, thinking about it, but this ah Yinqinniang's appearance is quite similar to this one?"

This question is reasonable and sincere. As a man who was called mother by a little baby for no reason, his reaction is really natural.Nezha was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and only responded in a low voice: "Yes."

So Ao Bing followed the words and went down the donkey: "Then where and where is A Yin's mother-in-law now? A Yin is still young, so it's better for her to come if she needs her mother's care."

But I didn't expect that the third prince would flick a thousand catties four or two times, and his tone was ordinary, but people couldn't tell whether it was true or not: "Isn't his mother standing next to me at this time?"

"..." Ao Bing was hit back violently by a straight ball, no, no, no, he paused, and forced a smile: "The third prince should not be joking."

"However, again, how old is A Yin this year?"

"There are still three years left to be exactly one hundred years old."

Ao Bing was silent. He thought he was just a three-year-old child in his arms, but he didn't expect to be a nearly hundred-year-old old man.

No wonder you know so much at such a young age!

Ao Bing gave a faint "oh", thought for a while, and sighed softly: "I think my father ordered me to stay in the East China Sea. It seems that it will be exactly 100 years in three years."

Nezha finally turned his face to look at him at this time, he seemed to have seen through Ao Bing's inquisitive mind long ago, but he was just lazy to expose it, and said lightly, "Why don't I send you back to the East China Sea right now?" , don’t you know everything if you ask the old Dragon King face to face?”

...Send him back and continue to be imprisoned at the bottom of the East China Sea?

Ao Bing saw that the way of beating routines was not going to work, and Nezha's thoughtfulness was far superior to his. This kind of talk around the corners of the routine Nezha was obviously more watertight than him, so Ao Bing thought about it, so he had to find another method.

He has never been very proficient and does not know how to think about these human calculations, so the method he found is really unpretentious, which is the one that has been used by countless predecessors - telling the truth after drinking.

As it turned out, this was an as bad idea as it could possibly be.

But at that time, Ao Bing was still unable to predict the future, and even secretly praised his good idea in his heart.The mountain forest is close to the East China Sea, and the land god is quite familiar with him. After he took Nezha to sit down in the pavilion on the top of the mountain, within a few sticks of incense, the land god had prepared a table of wine and food for them.

Nezha held the wine jug in his palm and poured a full cup for Ao Bing and himself. When Ao Bing picked up the wine cup, his heart suddenly moved. When the wine passed through Nezha's palm, he heated it with spiritual power. The temperature was just right.

Ao Bing was born in the dragon family, born with a watery appearance, and has never been afraid of the cold or the cold. It was only about ten years ago that he developed the habit of drinking and drinking just right. He didn't expect that Nezha knew him so well. To such a degree, he even knows the temperature at which he likes to drink so clearly.

He took a sip of the wine calmly, and endured the turbulent emotions at this moment, and talked to Nezha all by himself, trying to lure Nezha to let his guard down:

"This wine is brewed from sorghum, and it is the oldest wine in the world. During Xia Yu's time, Yidi made wine, and Yu drank it to his heart's content. .”

So he talked about the Dinghai magic needle that Dayu left in the East China Sea, and now it has become an earpick in the ears of the Great Sage. Talking about the topic, and talking about the origin, smell, wine making method, and cellar storage method of the world's fine wine, while citing extensively, while quietly persuading Nezha to drink, Nezha always looked at him with a half-smile, and told him that he was here. All wine is available to all comers.This meal lasted until the moon was in the middle of the sky, and several large jars were empty at the feet of the two of them.

Ao Bing was still conscious, but he saw Nezha tilted his head and fell asleep on the stone table.

……

This god of war, who is so famous in the heavenly court, can drink so lightly?Before he could ask what he wanted to ask, this man passed out so quickly.

Ao Bing was silent for a moment, got up and walked to Nezha, shook his shoulder and called softly, "Third Prince? Third Prince? It's windy in the mountains, so don't sleep here."

The sleeve of the robe was suddenly pulled vigorously, and Ao Bing was caught off guard, stumbling into a hot embrace.He felt that he was immediately embraced with both arms behind his back, he raised his head in astonishment, and met Nezha's eyes looking at him.

Those eyes should have been drunk and hazy, but at this moment they were astonishingly bright, and they were staring at him intently, as if a fire was about to burn out from within, those thick, hot, viscous desire|| After the matter was burned, it indicated that the rationality that this man had been holding back for a long time was about to come to an end.

Ao Bing managed to calm himself down, and just said a word: "You..."

With a kiss, he killed him brutally without regard for proportion, and inserted it between his lips and teeth with ease, as if they had done this countless times before.The strong smell of alcohol and shortness of breath were higher than all the spirits they had just drunk together. The aggressiveness of the man made Ao Bing's scalp numb, and he stood there for a while, unable to react for a long time.

It wasn't until he was bitten hard on his lip that Ao Bing managed to recover, and immediately let out a "hiss" in pain.

Nezha paused, it moved slightly away from his lips, slid along his jaw, and finally stopped at his ear, the hot and heavy panting flowed slowly against his skin, he heard Nezha said in a hoarse voice, "Do you think you delivered it yourself? Huh?"

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Sex || Sensitive to the third prince, playing tricks on his ex-wife online || Hooligan

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