Feng Jingcheng and Xie Yifei also widened their eyes.
Feng Jingcheng realized what was happening and hurriedly covered Nan Yuanman's eyes, saying, "Yuanman, don't look, you'll get a sty!"
"I'm not afraid of getting a sty, let me see! Let me see!" Nan Yuanman tried hard to pry open his fingers, peeking through the gaps with a look of amazement, which had a great impact on the young boy's mind.
Grandpa, you city folks...you're really something else!
It took Xiao Qidong a while to find his voice. He covered his eyes, which were contaminated, hesitated, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Old Wei, what's with your outfit?"
It would be really strange if he wasn't possessed by a ghost!
Standing at the door was a man who was about 1.8 meters tall, with wheat-colored skin, a long beard, handsome features, and exceptionally robust build.
He was currently wearing a pink maid outfit, a cat ear headband, two cat earrings clipped to his earlobes, pink blush on his cheeks, and white over-the-knee socks, revealing thighs covered in jet-black leg hair.
It looks particularly jarring.
Wei Junchen seemed surprised that Xiao Qidong would bring so many people. A blush crossed his handsome face as he said apologetically, "I was just playing a role-playing game with my wife when you suddenly arrived. I didn't even have time to change my clothes before I opened the door."
He coughed lightly, stepped aside to open the door and let Xiao Qidong and the others in: "Come in, please come in and sit down."
When he heard him talk about role-playing, Feng Jingcheng covered Nan Yuanman's ears. This kind of adult talk is not for children to hear; it's dirty to their ears.
Xiao Qidong was also speechless. He pointed at Wei Junchen, unable to say a word, and led his men into the house.
As soon as he entered, Xiao Qidong glanced to the side as usual and saw a full-length mirror embedded in the wall.
Nan Yuanman glanced at the full-length mirror and then looked away.
Xiao Qidong placed the gifts on the coffee table, and the group dispersed and sat on the sofa at Wei Junchen's invitation.
Wei Junchen tugged at the hem of his skirt and said apologetically, "You guys sit here, I'll go change my clothes."
He turned and went to the bedroom.
After he left, Xie Yifei couldn't help but pull Xiao Qidong aside and point to his own head: "Is your friend... alright in the head?"
Xiao Qidong was silent for a moment: "...It was fine before, but now...I'm not sure."
The three fell silent again, then all looked at Nan Yuanman.
Sitting on the sofa, Nan Yuanman calmly took out a lollipop, peeled off the wrapper with great reverence, and stuffed it into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging. Noticing their gaze, he shook his head slightly at them: "I haven't noticed anything unusual yet. This house is very clean."
Well... there are a lot of mirrors.
Aside from the full-length mirror embedded in the wall by the door, there is a mirror on the coffee table, a mirror on the dining table, and even the display shelves outside are filled with all kinds of mirrors.
even……
Nan Yuanman glanced up at the ceiling without making it obvious.
Xie Yifei noticed her gaze, and curiously looked up with her, unable to resist exclaiming, "Holy crap!"
"Old Xiao, what's wrong with your friend? Why is the ceiling a mirror?"
This was the first time he had ever seen someone install a mirror on the ceiling.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Qidong looked up and saw that the original spot on the ceiling had been replaced with a mirror.
The mirror clearly reflected the expressions of the four of them looking up, which looked both eerie and somewhat chilling.
He quickly looked away from the mirror, frowned, and said, "Old Wei is a bit narcissistic and likes to look in the mirror."
He just didn't expect that Wei Junchen would be so ruthless as to install a mirror on the ceiling!
"Perfect, is there anything wrong with these mirrors?"
Just as Nan Yuanman was about to speak, a noise came from the master bedroom, as if Wei Junchen was talking to someone.
The people in the living room fell silent instantly, straining their ears to listen. Wei Junchen's voice was so gentle it could melt your heart: "Alright, sweetie, stop being stubborn. After I send my friend away, I'll spend some quality time with you, okay?"
"Don't worry, I will always belong to you alone, and I will never abandon you."
“…Silly girl, I’m right outside the living room. Where could I go? How could I leave you behind? You are my most perfect lover.”
Xie Yifei and Feng Jingcheng couldn't help but shudder; the sweet talk made them grimace.
Xiao Qidong's expression was also particularly indescribable.
Nan Yuanman, who still didn't understand what he meant, looked curiously into the master bedroom, only to see a burly figure standing in the half-open doorway, and then hear a smacking kiss sound.
After bidding a reluctant farewell to his wife, Wei Junchen closed the bedroom door and walked towards the living room, saying, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Xiao Qidong instantly reverted to his usual demeanor, scoffed, and said, "What's the big deal? Where's your sister-in-law? Why don't you call her out to meet us and let her get to know us?"
As he spoke, he craned his neck to look towards the bedroom. Wei Junchen blocked his view, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly, "My wife is a little shy and timid, so I won't introduce her to you this time."
"There are so few of us, and we even have a child. What's there to be afraid of?" Xie Yifei asked, puzzled.
"Huh? There really is a child. I didn't even notice. Whose child is this?" Wei Junchen looked at Nan Yuanman sitting next to Feng Jingcheng with a surprised expression, as if he had just noticed the child.
Nan Yuanman blinked her big eyes, openly observing him.
After removing the strange makeup, Wei Junchen's true appearance was revealed. His eyes were bright, his complexion was rosy and radiant, and the corners of his eyes held a hint of spring. He certainly had the face of someone who would have good luck in love.
His aura was also very clean, completely devoid of any ghostly or sinister energy.
He looks like a normal man who is deeply in love with his partner.
Wei Junchen looked at Nan Yuanman, then at Feng Jingcheng, and the more he looked, the stranger it seemed. He couldn't help but ask, "Sixth Master, this child... isn't she your illegitimate daughter?"
Feng Jingcheng was speechless: "Is that even possible?"
If he gets a girl pregnant at sixteen, Yue Yaxin would definitely lift the coffin lid and beat him to death.
“This is my cousin, Yuanman. She is my... second uncle’s biological daughter who was just found.”
Wei Junchen suddenly realized, "I see. No wonder she looks a bit like you."
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Wei Junchen volunteered to cook for Xiao Qidong and the others: "I've been cooking for my wife a lot lately, and she says my cooking skills have improved. You guys should try it too."
Xiao Qidong and the other two exchanged a subtle glance.
Xiao Qidong stood up: "Okay, do you have any groceries at home? Do you want me to go out and buy some with you? Yuanman can stay at your place for now, and your wife can help watch over things, okay?"
"No need, we have food prepared at home. The housekeeper just delivered today's groceries this morning." Wei Junchen declined Xiao Qidong's invitation, told them to sit down, and went into the kitchen to cook.
Xiao Qidong couldn't just sit there idly. After exchanging a glance with Nan Yuanman, he pulled Xie Yifei and Feng Jingcheng into the kitchen to help.
After they went inside, Nan Yuanman took out a talisman from his small satchel, slapped it on his body, and began to explore furtively.
Nan Yuanman first checked all the other empty rooms, including the three guest bedrooms, the storage room, the study, and even the toilet, but couldn't detect any trace of yin energy.
It was as if the gloom in the house had been deliberately dispelled completely.
Nan Yuanman cautiously emerged from the guest room and peeked into the kitchen. Four large men were still busily cooking, oblivious to her movements.
She tiptoed cautiously towards the master bedroom, and just as her hand touched the doorknob, Wei Junchen's voice suddenly sounded behind her: "Little girl, what are you doing?"
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