The heroine eavesdropped on her heart, and my villain's character collapsed.

Tang's father put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray and said with a smile.

“You can’t tell whether you’re making money or not just by looking at it?”

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door.

"Click."

The sound of locking sounded.

Father Tang slowly took out his belt and walked towards Tang Yu.

The loving father's seven wolves struck the wanderer.

Tang Yu looked at Father Tang with bright eyes, his face full of desire.

When the leash was taken off, he no longer howled like before.

The calm and calm smile on his face made Father Tang suddenly doubt his life.

Is there something wrong with my belt?

Or are you really old and can't beat this guy anymore?

"Dad, have you eaten for lunch?"

Tang Yu said with concern.

This Fudo Mingwang Kung Fu is so damn easy to use.

With this, dad can never hit me again!

Faced with Tang Yu's provocation, Tang's father suddenly felt that something was wrong with this kid.

He put the belt back on and worriedly took out his cell phone to call Tang's mother.

"Hongying, go find a psychiatric expert and come back. There seems to be something wrong with your son's brain..."

After hearing what his father said, Tang Yu was frightened.

He quickly jumped up and ran outside, shouting as he ran.

"I'm not sick, Dad, I was kidding you."

I just wanted to test whether there was any problem with the Fudo Myooh Kung Fu given by the system.

It's really cool to be able to give dad a hard belt without feeling it.

It seems that the system has indeed behaved this time.

With this thing, my ability to save my life is very strong.

From now on, don’t be afraid of poison or beating!

Seeing Tang Yu whistling and jumping around, the Tang family's servants all cast horrified looks.

Mr. Tang, did you take the wrong medicine?

Just as he was about to go back to his room to enjoy his meal, Tang Yu saw a beautiful woman wearing a maid outfit at the door.

The other party also wore a pair of glasses, which added a touch of aloofness to her delicate and beautiful face.

What concerned Tang Yu even more was.

With her amazing figure, wearing a maid outfit is perfect.

This weight is only slightly worse than that of Xiaoyue.

"Hello, Mr. Tang."

The girl in maid uniform smiled and bowed to Tang Yu.

"Hello, hello." Tang Yu greeted cheerfully.

I finally have a beautiful maid at home. This is the life a rich and handsome man should live.

[Oh, this girl is really good. 】

[I just don’t know if I’m tired from walking or not. 】

After hearing Tang Yu's thoughts, the corner of Ling Han's mouth twitched slightly.

She looked up at Tang Yu and said softly, "Young Master Tang doesn't seem to remember me?"

Tang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he recognized the person after looking at him carefully.

Isn't this the same Ling Han I met last time at the Galaxy Club?

He didn't recognize her today, mainly because Ling Han wore light makeup and looked like a pure beauty.

This is also her specialty, putting on makeup to disguise her appearance.

To put it simply, she has everything you like.

According to the original plot, she was probably hooking up with Qin Ming and another young master, trying to drive a wedge between them.

Later, he reminded Qin Ming to stay away from her, and he never heard from her again.

Why did she come to my house?

[You damn Ye Chen, are you in a hurry to take revenge on me? 】

[Isn’t it just to make your anus bleed? How can you hold such a grudge for such a trivial matter? 】

I heard Tang Yu muttering in his heart.

Ling Han was also stunned.

She did receive news that the Dragon King was injured by a sneak attack by several masters in order to protect a certain little girl.

But what happens when chrysanthemums bleed?

"Miss Ling came to work at my house. It's great. But have you ever been a maid before?"

Tang Yu asked with a smile.

[This female devil is not easy to mess with. The Eight Battle Generals are ranked third. Is she here for me? 】

[It's okay, just lurk, this is your specialty. 】

[It's a pity that I met my brother. I'm afraid you won't be able to do it for a day. 】

[Today I will let you know how my brother Zha Yu got his nickname. 】

"I've done it before. I know how to do laundry, cooking and cleaning. I went to the maid class to study."

Ling Han replied with a sweet smile.

As the top assassin of the Dragon Soul Organization, she often performs such tasks.

Maid is her most common identity!

"But our Tang family is different. As you can see, it is not easy for the head of the Suhangxi family to be a maid in our family."

After Tang Yu finished speaking, he pointed to his room.

"Please tidy up my room first, and I'll see if you can do it."

"Okay, Mr. Tang."

Ling Han smiled obediently, walked into the house and started to tidy up.

Tang Yu closed the door smoothly.

[Hey, I used to be afraid of you. After all, you are the Eight Great Generals. 】

[Now, things are different from the past. I am no longer afraid of being beaten. 】

[If I don’t leave you today, I will give up my nickname of “Zha Yu” to Ye Chen. 】

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes constantly moving around Ling Han.

[This maid outfit is well chosen, but it is still a bit too conservative. A heart on the chest would be better. 】

[The length of the skirt is just right... Damn, why are they safety pants again? 】

While tidying up, I listened to Tang Yu's thoughts.

Ling Han really wanted to hit this guy.

If I don’t wear safety pants, should I wear a thong?

Fortunately, she has received professional training, so this level is still acceptable.

After quickly cleaning up the room, she said softly: "Mr. Tang, are you satisfied?"

"It's okay, passable."

Tang Yu nodded. This woman was indeed quite versatile. Those who didn't know better thought she was a professional maid.

He sat on the carpet, patted the edge and said, "In our house, the maid must know how to massage. Come, let me test you."

"..."

Ling Han resisted the urge to hit, showed a sweet smile and asked: "How do you want Mr. Tang to press it?"

"I haven't slept well recently. Please press your head."

Tang Yu lay beside the bed and signaled that she could take action.

Ling Han approached with a stool and sat on the edge of the bed. He put his hands on both sides of Tang Yu's temples and pressed them gently.

"Is this intensity okay?"

"Okay, okay, but I have a question for you."

"Master Tang, please speak."

"I'm so tired even when I'm playing football and walking around with the ball. Aren't you tired after a day like this?"

"..."

"It's okay if you're tired. Just tell the young master, it's easy with a little effort."

"Then I thank you, Mr. Tang."

Ling Han tried his best to speak calmly, but his fists had become hardened unconsciously.