The villain just wants to go offline

Miles was really speechless for Wallace. He still underestimated an old man's determination to have a grandson.

"Stop doing unnecessary things."

Miles said with a hint of resentment in his eyes. Although it was satisfying, he was not a seeder, and a seeder could still take a rest.

He was almost overloaded and smoking.

"What's more..."

Miles changed the topic and laughed happily. He watched Wallace raise the corner of his mouth and continued: "...The way vampires give birth to offspring is through first embrace, which involves injecting blood into the living body. This is the birth of a vampire. There are no normal vampires born in the form of pregnancy yet.”

"So your idea is coming to nothing, Wallace."

"hehe!"

Wallace seemed to make sense when he heard it, but his face soon turned gloomy, and he frowned and said, "Is this generation going to end my Bond family?"

"You can rest assured about that, haha!"

Miles stepped forward and hooked Wallace's shoulders, his smile became brighter, and he teased: "As long as I don't die, won't it be discontinued?"

"As a vampire, there is no way for me to die as long as I don't want to."

"Tsk!"

Seeing Wallace leave in despair, Miles smiled and watched him leave.

After seeing off Wallace, Miles finally managed to get out of bed. He was somewhat averse to the bed and didn't want to go back to sleep even though it was daytime.

"Did I forget something?"

Miles thought as he walked. He has been working hard for the past half month and spending every day in the sage's time. His brain has almost shrunk due to the excitement and excitement.

"correct!"

Miles hammered his palm with his fist, showed an expression of sudden realization, turned around and walked towards a hidden room in Bond's house.

As he approached the door, Miles heard the sound of the wind chimes shaking on the stroller.

After passing through the half-open door before walking in, Miles saw a familiar figure from behind, with a strong back and an old face that looked like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Then he saw Wallace lying in front of a crib, holding a rattle in his hand, teasing a little blond baby who was stiff and stiff in the crib.

The blond baby had a look of despair on his face, but he didn't want to act too abnormal.

But seeing an unshaven old man barking "chirp, chirp, chirp" like he was teasing a puppy, he would have complained long ago if he hadn't been unable to speak.

And from the facial features of the blond baby, you can see a little bit of Miles.

You can still hear Wallace muttering from time to time, "It's so similar, it's like he was carved out of the same mold as Miles when he was a kid."

It is obvious that Wallace is very fond of this blond baby girl of unknown origin.

Seeing this scene, Miles' mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

But he seemed to know why Wallace was suddenly so determined to give him a great-grandson. It was because he discovered the elf queen that Elsa had given birth to.

It seems that he has never told Wallace the identity of the baby. Perhaps the other party mistakenly thought it was his illegitimate child.

However, Miles really didn't know how to describe the current situation.

Wallace, an old man in his sixties, teased an elf queen in the crib who looked like a baby but was actually a soul thousands of years old.

The biggest age difference is this.

Miles, who was standing at the door, looked at the scene in front of him with an inexplicable sense of joy. Out of his own bad taste, he did not interrupt Wallace's teasing behavior, but just watched it with fun.

But Miles wanted to have fun, but seeing Miles' blond baby girl through a gap in the crib fence wouldn't let him just watch the fun.

"Beep!" The blond baby girl, also known as the Elf Queen, waved her short arms and opened her teeth and claws in the direction of Miles, looking like she was about to cry.

"Ok?"

Seeing the performance of the baby girl, Wallace subconsciously turned his head and saw Miles who was standing behind him at some point. He said displeasedly: "Miles, what else is there to say? This child is you. Right! My grandson!"

"Yes, and also wrong!"

Miles spread his hands and replied.

"What is right or wrong? Look at how this golden retriever looks like this. Although I have never seen it, I have seen Miles's portrait of you when you were a child. It's just like the one carved from the same mold."

Wallace pointed at the baby girl's nose and eyebrows and kept saying: "There are also these elf-like ears and fair skin. They should be the remaining descendants of the elves. Is it Elsa's child? It does look like a newborn." She looks like she’s given birth, no wonder she’s so depleted of energy and blood.”

Obviously, Wallace was very fond of this unexpected granddaughter. Who knew that this eldest grandson would have a baby without any notice.

Wallace, who was knocked unconscious by the sudden arrival of his granddaughter, did not think about how Miles and Elsa could have a child within a few months of knowing each other.

Looking at the old face of the baby girl Wallace, she smiled like a chrysanthemum and asked, "What's the name of this child?"

"I do not know either."

Miles answered truthfully.

He keeps calling the Elf Queen, but he really doesn’t know what the Elf Queen’s real name is.

"I haven't even given a name, so let me name it..."

Wallace pondered for a moment and decided: "...Layla, Layla Bond, this child will be called Layla. It's such a happy decision."

"Leila...isn't this my grandmother's name?"

Miles groaned and said.

"Yes, Layla will definitely be very happy if she knows that the Bond family has such a beautiful girl."

Wallace picked up the baby girl and spun it around. What Miles saw in the eyes of the Elf Queen, the baby girl named Layla, was that she was hopeless.

Thinking about it again, it seems that it is normal to use the same name in this world.

Now that she was so happy to see Wallace, Layla also had a grandpa who doted on her, Miles clapped his hands.

congratulations.

He didn't care at all about the Elf Queen's collapsed heart, which finally turned into a warm torrent.

And Wallace happened to be so happy that his mouth widened.

Who can understand?

Who can understand the feeling of an adult soul that has passed its shelf life, unable to control the most tender body of a baby, and suffering from diarrhea!

The soul of the Elf Queen let out a meaningless wail, which finally turned into a wail.

Wallace, who was washed, was still happy.

Miles exited the room silently, all he was thinking about was that the Elf Queen was using a baby cloned from his and Elsa's blood, which could be considered half of her own child.

It seemed like a good idea to give Wallace something to do.

This way, Young Master Bond can be freed, right?

As for a certain elf queen... Layla... she would be very happy to have a grandfather who loves her.

Please allow Miles to smile unnaturally. (End of chapter)