Killing: the Story of the Humble Devil Taking Care of His Baby

It appears to be [a sickly and cold gentleman × a cute and cute little apprentice], but in reality it is [a sinister and funny little beauty lamp × a black-hearted and leaky little cotton-padded jacket]. The husband is drunk, so Ange has to go to a restaurant to pay for it; the husband is orphaned, so Ange has to find a wife for him to live in; the husband is sick, and Ange has to help him find Qiuwei medicinal materials... Ange can't help but look up to the sky and sigh, I am still a child, who is supporting whom? Still the result was clean with one knife... Our little An is so awesome! Our little An is so smart! Our little An is so kind! Bai Ruhui always looks at his treasures with starry eyes, but this is also a bit scary - our little An is so delicious... Ten years ago "Sir, An Ge is coming down." "What?" "Ange is getting older, and I'm afraid that my husband won't be able to hold her." The little girl was afraid that she would be heavy, so she shyly rubbed the material on her husband's chest. Bai Ruhui pinched the little face in his arms gently, "Sir, I can still hold her now. But when Xiao An gets a few years older, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold her anymore." Ten years later "Devil, I will kill you sooner or later..." An Ge lay on the blood-soaked stone platform, his eyes blood red. "Call me sir, Xiao An, I am willing to hear you call me sir." A white robe was flying in the air, blocking the dim sunlight coming through the hole. Thousands of evil spirits roared out from the flag niches, hovering and gnawing above the cave...