At this moment, there are the broken me, the broken wooden door, and the five broken hearts of boys - oh no, the hearts of middle-aged men.
There is no other reason. Please take a look at the two lines written in bright red paint in the room:
"My dear daughter, grandma is going out to play, don't disturb me if anything happens! Believe in yourself, you can do it!"
"Ps. No one else will come to me. If there is, kill them all. Mom loves you mua"
I was silent, I was speechless, and I tried to close the door before the five men behind me saw the last sentence, but unfortunately it backfired.
Indifferent Bai Mao: "After so many years, she still has the same character... I am your father, don't worry and come with me, I will teach you the orthodox method of cultivating immortals."
The grumpy red-haired man said: "Screw your dad, she is obviously my daughter! Come with your dad, I will lead you to kill everyone!"
Interview with Heimao: "I, I am your father. They all have black hair. I, I can teach you some methods of assassination..."
Charming Pink Hair: "Hey, don't listen to their nonsense. Don't I know who your father is? Follow me, and I will teach you all my skills. I guarantee that you can easily win whoever you like~"
Innocent Huang Mao: "She, when did she have so many men! Impossible! I am your father! I can take you around the world, and I know many beautiful places that others don't know."
The five men looked at me together, their colorful hair and emotions that were either hot, searching, distressed, complaining, or I didn't know, blinding my eyes.
They said in unison: "Tell me, who is your father?"
I smiled awkwardly and pointed to the wall: "My suggestion is, why not talk to my mother while... Discussing?"
*Unorthodox cultivation of immortality
*first person
*Sand Glyph (maybe)
Concept: There is more than one way to get along between mother and daughter