Chapter 52 Leisurely Daily Life

Ximenlang has been a little annoyed lately.

Since returning with Leng last time, these little angels have become more and more unrestrained.

Every time he looked at him, his eyes were strange. What's more, Yan even took out scissors once!

No, they got together again this afternoon and talked about the last battle between Ximen Lang and the Xiongbing Company.

Especially for the God-killing No. 1 projectile fired by Miss Qilin at the end, I cried out that it was a pity.

"Why didn't you destroy him?"

"Yes, yes! What a pity!"

Even little Mo Yi agreed, and Ximen Lang felt a black line on his forehead when he heard it.

In fact, it’s not the little angels’ fault. Speaking of which, this is Ximen Lang’s fault.

Originally, the little angels despised Ximen Lang, a man who aspired to be the king of the harem.

But unexpectedly, after arriving on Earth, he became even worse!

Especially after having a relationship with Leng...

Originally, everyone could understand that the young couple would do something that the people like to see and hear behind closed doors.

But what makes the little angels unhappy is that they do it too often!

Especially since they are all high-level angels, no matter the slightest disturbance in the entire villa area, they cannot escape their ears...

So every night is the most difficult time for them.

What's even more outrageous is that Ximen Lang is very energetic, sometimes not just at night, but even during the day...

Fortunately, the little angels are in good health, otherwise... they would have developed dark circles long ago.

"Sister Yan, why don't we just cut him into pieces! It would save us this day and night..." Ah Zhui's expression was the ugliest.

At this moment, Yan suddenly took out a pair of scissors from nowhere.

It clicks and clicks, and it's very oozing.

"Little Moy, what do you think?"

Little Moi hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

"I think it will work."

Ximenlang couldn't stand listening anymore, these little angels were too presumptuous!

Boom, boom, boom!

None of the three little angels escaped, and each of them received a violent shock on the head.

Ignoring the furious Yan and Ah Zhui, as well as the tearful little Moi, Ximen Lang scolded.

"You are rebelling!"

Then he took the scissors from Yan's hand and smashed them into iron lumps.

This thing must be eliminated without leaving any opportunity for them to take advantage of it.

"Stare, why are you staring? Your skin is itchy again?"

What Ximen Lang said was rude, but it was normal. No man, let alone Ximen Lang, could stand this.

These little angels think about cutting themselves all day long, is that okay?

Leng heard the commotion here and came over. Looking at the people who were noisy again, he couldn't help but stroke his forehead.

"What's going on? What's going on? Can't you just stop for a while?"

She was also helpless. Ever since they all lived together, Ximen Lang and the little angels had always had quarrels.

Every day there were trivial things that made her feel dizzy. But as a housewife, she couldn't ignore it.

Well, all in all, it’s hard to describe in one word.

Not only the little angels, Ximen Lang also found the backbone and was the first to complain.

"Leng, take a look, you snatched it from Yan's hand."

Looking at the iron lump in Ximen Lang's hand, Leng was confused.

"What's this?"

"Scissors! They actually want to cut me! What do you think they are thinking about every day? Leng, you have to take care of this!"

Leng looked at the disdainful looks of all the little angels, and she understood the cause and effect, and her face could not help but become a little rosy.

Snap, slap the scissors out of Ximen Lang's hand.

"This is all a mess, Ximen Lang, you go out first, I will have a good talk with them."

With that said, regardless of whether Ximen Langtong agreed or not, he pushed him out.

Ximen Lang walked out and didn't care what Leng had talked about with the little angels.

Even if you think about it, you know that there is no possible outcome. On the contrary, if you want to do something pleasant with Leng in the future, I am afraid it will be much more difficult...

However, it was hard for Ximen Lang to say anything, so Ximen Lang simply stopped thinking about it.

With nothing to do, he strolled around the villa area for a while, and as he became increasingly bored, he suddenly had an idea.

"Go find a monkey to play with."

The monkey's residence is not difficult to find, especially since Ximen Lang also obtained the exact location of the monkey's residence in the Super Seminary.

Opening the Wings of Time and Space, I rushed all the way to Huaguo Mountain, passed through the scenic area, and finally stopped in front of a villa in the so-called no-man's land.

"Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, I'm here to play with you."

After a long time, the monkey finally opened the door, looked at Ximen Lang helplessly, and sighed.

"What are you here for?"

Ximen Lang didn't care about the monkey's obviously unwelcoming attitude.

He walked around Monkey to the living room and curiously visited Monkey's villa.

Needless to say, it’s quite lifelike and has all the home appliances and everything.

Monkey was helpless when he saw Ximen Lang being so shameless.

"What to drink? Tea? Drink?"

"Is there any beer?"

The monkey opened the refrigerator, took out a can of beer and threw it to Ximen Lang.

"I'll go, it's really there."

Seeing Ximen Lang pretending to be surprised, the monkey clenched his fists.

Yes, the monkey wanted to beat him.

Seeing that the monkey was about to explode, Ximen Lang didn't dare to be rude anymore and quickly changed the topic.

"Brother Monkey, why do you have so many paintings and calligraphy in your home? Do you still have this hobby?"

"A gift from a friend."

Ximenlang looked at the "calligraphy and paintings" on the wall and smacked his lips.

"Brother Monkey, I'm not the one who started the problem. Your friend is not a good person. The painting I gave you to Brother Monkey was actually a fake one."

The monkey was puzzled.

"Who told you these were fake?"

"Don't you know this is on display? Wu Daozi, this is a painting sage! Oh, there is also the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival". The Forbidden City does not have these objects."

The monkey stroked his forehead.

"Let me ask you a question, when did I appear in the novel?"

"Ah... if you put it this way, are all of these authentic works?"

The monkey shrugged.

"Otherwise? I remember that when I was still in the Tang Dynasty, Dukao was his prime minister. When I went to find him, I met Wu Daozi, and then I came up with this picture of the walking chariot."

"The situation with Riverside During the Qingming Festival is similar. I felt like I got along well with Xiao Zhang while we were drinking, and then he gave me this painting."

Ximen Lang didn't even know what to say.

"Then this sunflower..."

"This painting impressed me deeply. When I was traveling around the world, I met a young man who was painting in Europe. I casually said that the painting was good, and then he wanted to give his painting away.

Give it to me, I cried a lot, but I couldn't bear it, so I accepted it, and then I kept it until now."
Chapter completed!