Get Lost, You Witch! Don’t Even Think About Letting Me Have A Baby With You Again!

Is there such a thing?

Li Qingming wrote it down calmly. If it was taken seriously, it would not be easy to use as some unknown weapon against the witch.

Treat me like xn every day?

Watch me pinch your tail and make you call me master.

Kneel down and give me...

My thoughts went wrong, my thoughts went wrong! Li Qingming stopped these miscellaneous thoughts and finally managed to untie most of the knots in the little guy's heart, but he still only had half of his foot across the threshold.

Being a father is not easy, but being a good father is not as simple as he expected.

A few grunts brought Li Qingming back to reality.

It's the kind of sound you make when you're extremely hungry.

Pei Zhulu, whose mood had just changed from gloomy to heavy rain, had his fox ears hanging down on his head, and explained pitifully: "I wasn't so hungry just now..."

She still remembered that she had repeatedly stressed that she was not hungry, but now that she thought about it, her face turned red and hot.

"GuluGulu~"

Li Qingming took a breath, made the same sound, and said with a smile: "Daddy is starving. Let's walk around and eat."

"Abba~" the little guy called tenderly, feeling that she would never be able to live without her father in her life.

Going to the next room, Li Qingming ate with the little guy without taking off the fox-ear headband. For him, if he spoke about something, he would definitely do it to the end.

"Dad, you eat this meatball."

"good."

"Dad, let me peel the shrimp for you."

"Thank you wow!"

"Dad, I'll serve you some rice!"

"Hey, why is this bowl of rice so much bigger than the one just now?"

"Hehe, then I will serve food to Dad every day from now on!"

Faced with the little guy's attentiveness, Li Qingming also responded every word. No matter how young or old a woman is, the most indispensable thing is to respond.

"Master Qingming..."

It happened that at this time, Uncle Fu, who was walking outside the door, paused slightly, and the words that came to his mouth were stopped because of the fox ears on Li Qingming's head.

Then he was even more surprised by the fox ears on the little guy's head.

With his eyesight, he couldn't tell what was true and what was false, but in just a moment, Fu Bo calmed down all the strange colors in his eyes, and his expression suddenly became enlightened.

——No wonder Master Qingming gave me that fox-ear headband without any explanation this morning.

He won't talk too much or ask too many questions about Li Qingming.

Not to mention that the little guy is a half-demon, even if Li Qingming raised a big demon at home, he would not come forward to persuade him. As the contemporary successor of Ziyun Peak, Li Qingming has the confidence to do anything.

"Fu, Grandpa Fu..." The little guy, who was still chewing rice on both sides of his mouth, shouted like this, and suddenly lowered his head to hide in Li Qingming's arms.

She didn't know if Grandpa Fu, who was always very good to her, would dislike her appearance, and he was like a hedgehog, trying to hide himself tightly.

Li Qingming sighed quietly and looked at Uncle Fu. The latter hesitated for a moment, but also put the fox-eared hairband on his head, and then a real smile appeared on his face: "Little guy, look at Fu. What’s extra on grandpa’s head?”

He truly regarded Li Qingming as his nephew and grandson.

Now that he has a little one, he feels even more satisfied with having children and grandchildren. Didn't you hear her saying "Lucky Grandpa" every time?

Listening to his voice that was no different from before, the little guy stuck his head out. The sadness in his eyebrows disappeared completely, leaving only a bright smile.

"Grandpa Fu, you look good wearing this~"

"Hehe, I think so," Uncle Fu replied, and took out a few boxes of pastries from somewhere and put them on the table, just like those old men in the world who take care of their grandchildren.

Li Qingming watched this scene silently, feeling inexplicably guilty in his heart: "Wearing something like this at such an advanced age really embarrasses my Uncle Fu."

Who would have thought that the famous swordsman from Ziyun Peak more than a hundred years ago would actually wear such a pink and tender little object to coax a little baby here.

If my former opponents saw it, they wouldn't believe it.

But who can say that he wasn't enjoying it?

Li Qingming sighed in his heart, one young and one old, all wearing fox ears, accompanying the little one to finish the table of spiritual food.

"Hiccup~"

The little guy burped loudly, then rubbed his round belly, still clinging to Li Qingming's arms.

"How about coming down for a walk?"

"I have no strength. After eating, I should lie in my father's arms." The little guy turned over and was too lazy to move. She was full and still had her father's arms to lie down in. How could she lie down in her arms before? Have experienced such happiness.

"Daddy, daddy, we haven't finished the story from last time." Pei Zhulu said coquettishly, as if he was gradually becoming more confident from a state of worrying about gains and losses.

How could Li Qingming refuse such a parent-child interaction? He hugged her and went to the study room to tell stories.

When he heard the story about a family of three living happily together, with a family photo hanging on the wall at the end, Pei Zhulu opened his eyes wide and couldn't help but ask: "Dad, daddy, what's the family pot?" What is it? Is it the treasure that puts the whole family in a pot?"

"It's a family portrait, a blessing of blessings, not a Buddha." Li Qingming corrected him first.

"Hehehe pot!"

Seeing that the little guy looked serious but still didn't read it correctly, Li Qingming gave up the idea for the time being and explained: "It means that the whole family takes pictures together neatly or has someone draw a picture."

The practice world here does not have the background of the traditional farming era. It also has many technologies that Li Qingming has never seen before. Some supplies from the previous life can also be seen here, but the operation method has been changed. He changed his head and his face.

"Neatly..." the little guy repeated, and then asked: "Yes, is it only for the whole family?"

Li Qingming nodded and followed her wishes and said: "When your mother comes back, we will take pictures and find an artist to paint."

A sound family environment does more good than harm to a child's growth.

As a daughter slave and determined to be a good father, Li Qingming would naturally consider this aspect. No matter how bad his relationship with Pei Zhinan was, he could not change the fact that they were both Pei Zhulu's parents.

"draw?"

The little guy didn't think too much and jumped in Li Qingming's arms, almost kicking his old father to death.

"Dad, I can also draw!" Pei Zhulu's eyes almost turned into stars, and then he pinched his two little hands together and knotted them, and said coquettishly: "I, I can draw the whole family pot by myself!"

Li Qingming, who looked slightly pale, endured the discomfort in his abdomen, smiled and agreed, and took out the drawing paper from his previous life and a box of colored pencils.

As a father, you may have thought about preparing these things long ago when your child is only a few months old.

But when the little guy saw the drawing paper, he turned around and asked, "Dad, this paper is too small! Is there a bigger one?"

"have."

Li Qingming was not impatient at all, and changed to a large enough drawing paper, quietly watching her performance. At this time, Pei Zhinan's cold and faint voice suddenly sounded again.

"The drawing paper just now is not too small, why do you need to change it to a larger one?"

It was just an ordinary question. Li Qingming suddenly felt a sudden feeling in his heart, and he had an extremely bad premonition.

The next moment, the little guy's answer confirmed his hunch.

"Where's the big deal?"

Pei Zhulu shook his body, thinking about where to start, when he subconsciously responded with a bit of a stinker:

"I want to draw some more wives for my father!"