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As the head of the clan, he has never seen such a big storm. Faced with this sudden situation, the man was not afraid of danger, and said solemnly: "Yes, your name is Xiao Furong."

The boy who was given the name "Little Hibiscus" asked the patriarch again: "Then... who are you?"

"I, I'm your brother," the patriarch said casually.

Little Furong's face showed joy, and stars lit up in her eyes: "Brother?"

"No, it's just... we have a very good relationship, like good brothers," the patriarch continued to fool the child without blushing, "brotherhood, understand?"

"Ah..." Little Furong was stunned for a moment, she had no doubts about the patriarch's words, and called out sweetly: "Brother!"

The patriarch's breath stagnates: "..." Fuck.

With a soft and soft "Brother", he shouted that the cold-faced man blushed immediately, even the roots of his ears became hot, and his usually indifferent eyes became flustered.

Little Furong was dumbfounded, like a chick that just hatched from an eggshell, naked, sitting in the big bathtub in a daze, her eyes were full of joy for her brother.

The patriarch picked up the little lotus that was soaked in the water, dried him with a clean towel, and brought him his own clothes to change into.

The patriarch is about 1.8 meters tall, with a strong and muscular physique. Little Furong is only 1.7 meters tall, especially thin and thin. The difference in body shape between the two is more than one size. Stealing adult clothes.

Harmful, but also cute.

After everything was settled, the patriarch brought Little Furong to the living room and sat opposite him, intending to tell a nonsense story to fool him.

The patriarch thought: before figuring out how to deal with this idiot, let's deal with it for now.

Well, this kid is stupid, so he should be easy to cheat.

Surprisingly, Little Furong, who woke up after being in a coma for many years, seemed to be out of her mind. He didn't ask questions as the patriarch imagined, such as why he became a vegetable for eight years, and where he really lived. Are you in this room, for example, do you have parents or other friends?

Little Furong just nestled obediently on the sofa, tightened the sleeves of the overlong sweater, and quietly observed the big room with a pair of eyeballs full of aura circling in their sockets.

Like a puppy carefully spying on the unfamiliar environment, curious and vigilant.

The patriarch's face was full of gloom, he thought: This man woke up, and he could have just sent him back to the hospital, but wouldn't the matter be revealed in this way?Besides, this patriarch is also reluctant to take this bite!It's so rare to come across such a delicious delicacy, how could he be willing to let him slip away!

The patriarch with a bulging stomach looked at Little Furong quietly, obsessively:?_?...Think about it again.

How can there be a legitimate reason to eat this bastard?

So, like interrogating a suspect, the thoughtful patriarch solemnly ordered the other party: "Hey, sit down and ask you a few questions."

"Yes!" Little Furong followed the order, and immediately sat upright, like a primary school student waiting for a lecture from the dean.

The patriarch looked serious: "Have you ever killed someone before?"

"Ah?" Little Furong shook her head.

The patriarch asked persistently: "What about arson? What about drug trafficking?"

"No," Little Furong still shook her head.

The patriarch who had lost two cities in a row was not reconciled, and listed all the eight major crimes in the criminal law that could be sentenced to death, not letting go of half of the crimes. He asked desperately, "Aren't there any of these?"

"No." Little Furong shook her head honestly, and said seriously, "We want to be a good citizen who abides by the law and don't touch the bottom line of the law."

When the last ray of hope is extinguished, only delusion and ashes remain.The patriarch gave up, he couldn't find a trace of sin or damnation in this boy.

This egg is seamless, and flies cannot bite it.

The man murmured in great frustration: "Forget it, it's just a dead end. The patriarch may really have to find another target..."

Patriarch: (︶︿︶) Ten thousand times of sadness~

"Brother, do you have anything to eat at home?" Little Furong stared greedily at the big refrigerator in the room, and said, "I'm so hungry, can I have something to eat?"

The patriarch was full of worries and was still thinking about what to do with the boy who couldn't eat, so he didn't notice what Little Furong said at all, so naturally he didn't respond to him.

Seeing that the patriarch didn't answer, little Furong got up silently, walked to the refrigerator step by step with her bare feet, and was about to open the cabinet door to have a look.

When the patriarch suddenly looked up, he saw that Little Furong had opened the refrigerator a crack.

"Don't—!" The patriarch suddenly remembered that there were still some human limbs refrigerated in the refrigerator, and rushed over to press the door of the refrigerator. With a sound of "bang—", the door was pressed tightly.

Panting, the patriarch passed Little Furong with one hand, propped it on the refrigerator door behind him, and put one hand on Little Furong's shoulder, pretending to be calm: (___)ノ｜cough cough.

Little Furong was confused: (⊙.⊙) Huh?

"There's nothing to eat in the refrigerator." The patriarch waved his hand and said to him, "Don't eat at home, let's go to the restaurant to celebrate your waking up."

Little Furong, who was stunned by the wall for no reason, lowered her head in embarrassment, couldn't help sniggering, and said "hmm" to the patriarch obediently.

"Why are you blushing?!" The patriarch said in shame and indignation, he didn't realize that when he spoke, he exhaled all his breath on the other party's face, and surrounded the little lotus with strong hormonal factors.

Seeing the patriarch's handsome face up close, Little Furong's face turned even redder, her heart beating wildly: ?(??ω??)? Auntie~

The patriarch wanted to hit someone: "..." Did I steal something back?

With a shy face on her face, Little Furong got out from under the patriarch's arms happily: "Yoooooooo~~~"

Seeing that Little Furong finally got away from the refrigerator, the patriarch heaved a sigh of relief: (￣工￣lll) Huh——

Scared shit baby.

The middle-aged man was not scared, and the patriarch drank two slices of Danshen to protect his heart.

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This article is also known as: "Old Man's Love at Sunset Red"