Volume Three Chapter 1821: The Terrible Demon King

Haicheng, that is the territory of the Long family.

After more than an hour, Long Tingchen finally returned to Haicheng. He went to the hospital first and waited to return to his private villa - Fuyuan from the hospital. It was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

Regarding what happened tonight, when he got out of the car, he warned Mo Da again not to tell anyone.

I understand the temperament of Fourth Master Long very well. The Fourth Master is not only indifferent, but also cherishes his own face and is a bit arrogant.

After getting off the car, Long Tingchen strode towards the main hall with a calm face. The door opened, and the sounds of men and women flirting came from inside.

Under the bright crystal lamp, Wen Shang turned his head when he heard the movement and saw a black coat thrown out of Long Tingchen's hand and placed over his head.

"Long Tingchen, you uncle!" Wen Shang shouted, and when he was pulling off his clothes, the woman on the sofa ran away in a panic.

The fourth master of the Long family has a face that makes people and gods angry, but no woman dares to seduce him. They all say that he has a serious mysophobia towards women.

"If I become impotent, you are responsible!"

Wen Shang shouted angrily, gritting his teeth in anger at the thought of his good deeds being interrupted by Long Tingchen.

Back then, Wen Shang accidentally made a bet with Long Tingchen and lost himself to him as his assistant. Not only did he take care of the older ones, but he also had to take care of the younger ones.

"Don't mess around in my house." Long Tingchen said unhappily. He looked at the disheveled Wen Shang and thought of what he had done with the "village girl" on the road, and his mood suddenly became bad.

Wen Shang looked at Long Tingchen strangely. His requirements for women were not as high as Long Tingchen's, but he was not a casual person. He usually brought girls back and never saw Long Tingchen so angry?

not……

After Long Tingchen finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the second floor.

When Wen Shang saw Long Tingchen going upstairs, he thought of something big and quickly straightened his clothes and followed him in a hurry.

"I don't want to mess around either. Your son asked me to read fairy tales for a day."

"Besides, that woman is my new girlfriend. Is she pretty?" Wen Shang said with a smile.

"And your house is so big, with only two rooms and two beds." One room belongs to Long Baobao, and the other belongs to Long Tingchen.

"Long Tingchen, I heard that you were taken by a love potion."

"How did you solve it? With your hands?" Wen Shang asked with great interest. He wanted to know how Long Tingchen, who had never been close to women, solved it?

After hearing Wen Shang's words, Long Tingchen turned to look at Mo Da in the hall.

Mo Da lowered his head, this?

On their way back from Beicheng, Long Tingchen suffered from a drug attack, and Wen Shang just called and asked when they would be back. He told the story.

"Fourth Master, I didn't say anything about what happened next." Mo Da explained quickly.

If he told the story about the fourth master and the "village girl", he felt that his end would be miserable.

Long Tingchen also knew that without his order, Mo Da would not dare to speak nonsense. He turned to look at Wen Shang who was waiting for his answer, and sneered, "Bao Bao has been able to recite all fairy tales by heart since he was three years old. He doesn't like it." Childish story."

"Do you know why he asked you to read it?"

"Why!" Wen Shang approached and said again with a smile.

Long Tingchen glanced at Wen Shang, "I find you annoying!"

After saying that, Long Tingchen continued to walk forward, and Wen Shang's face suddenly fell. He, the dignified young master of the Wen family, lowered his status to be a nanny for Long Tingchen and his son, but they actually despised him.

Indeed, like father, like son.

"Is he asleep?"

Wen Shang was stunned for a moment, then nodded guiltily, "What time is it? I must be asleep."

Little Ancestor, you must be asleep!

As Wen Shang finished speaking, Long Tingchen went over and opened the door of Long Baobao's room.

The bedroom was pushed open, loud music could be heard from inside, and a dog ran out of it. Wen Shang went in first and saw Long Baobao jumping up and down on the bed with a microphone, and he wanted to hit the wall.

Not to mention the mess of clothes and snacks piled on the bed.

"Bag!"

"Baby, my little baby!"

Wen Shang went over and called Long Baobao anxiously. At this time, he wanted to call Long Baobao "ancestor".

Little ancestor, your old man is back!

Long Baobao was immersed in the karaoke song, roaring.

"Long Baobao." Wen Shang pulled Long Baobao's clothes again, almost crying.

Long Baobao stared at the subtitles and said, "Uncle Xiaosan, go get a watermelon, a big iced watermelon."

"Shhhh!" Seeing that Long Baobao wanted to eat watermelon, Wen Shang felt cold sweat break out on his forehead.

"Uncle Xiaosan, I don't want to pee, I want to eat watermelon."

"Little ancestor!" Wen Shang cried out as he felt the man's eyes at the door getting colder.

"Long Baobao!" came the man's cold voice. Long Baobao thought he was hearing hallucinations. He was stunned when he saw Long Tingchen standing outside the door and shouted, "Big Demon King!"

Didn't it mean that the big devil was delayed because of something and he won't be able to come over until tomorrow?

Seeing the big devil's face become even colder, Long Baobao's voice softened and he reluctantly called, "Dad!"

"What time is it now!" Long Tingchen asked.

Long Baobao lowered his head, "It's past twelve o'clock."

"Well, you are in good spirits." Long Tingchen said in a deep voice. From his tone, Long Baobao knew that the big devil was angry.

It’s over, it’s over!

"Fourth brother, Bao Bao is going to be a singer recently. He's practicing there." Wen Shang couldn't bear that the poor little boy had to be scolded, so he excused Long Bao Bao with a smile.

The young Long Baobao is a new actor.

"One lap!"

Hearing Long Tingchen's two words, Long Baobao's face dropped, feeling extremely aggrieved.

This perverted devil wanted him to run around the playground in the middle of the night.

Their garden is planted with flowers and trees, and their Long family’s is built with a playground and training ground with an 800-meter running track.

"Dad!" Long Baobao blinked hard and tears fell.

Long Tingchen ignored the pitiful bag and said, "I'll give you three minutes to prepare."

Long Baobao pursed his lips. He wanted to cry, really wanted to cry.

Wen Shang on the side saw the little baby's tears falling, and said distressedly, "Baobao, hurry up and run, or your dad will step in."

Long Baobao turned his head and glared at Wen Shang. He took a breath and held back the tears that were about to come out.

"Dad, it was Xiaosan's uncle who said Xiong Er was cold outside and put him in the bedroom."

Xiong Er is the Bichon Frize kept by Long Bao.

"Uncle Xiaosan said that potato chips and snacks are good for good health, so he brought some for me to eat." Long Baobao saw that the fire was not strong enough, so he added a handful more.