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

If someone asked Li Qingming before, what it felt like to have an arrow in his chest.

He could only apologize and say he didn't know.

But now, he can write an 81,000-word essay with a perfect score for the college entrance examination.

No, whose daughter is so cute!

Oh, it turns out to be my family!

Li Qingming couldn't help the emotions surging in his heart. Even though he thought he hated the witch Pei Zhinan so much that he even found her breathing boring, he only had endless love for this little guy.

He even felt that the witch should kneel on the ground and kowtow to him.

——It’s a good thing he sowed the seed, otherwise the witch could have given birth to such a lovely woman?

Funny, it’s impossible to be good at all!

The reason why he was introverted in his previous life was also related to his background in an orphanage.

The mother, the director of the orphanage, really loves them very much, but one person's love is not enough.

Just like every time a well-intentioned person gives a gift, not all children can get it, and they can't even choose whether they like the gift.

This unprecedented throbbing made Li Qingming suddenly look forward to life again.

It was also rare, and it ignited his eagerness to regain his strength.

In this cruel and beautiful world of cultivation, only strength can give you the confidence to speak. If something happens, how can you protect the little guy in his arms with only that witch Pei Zhinan?

Strength, strength.

Li Qingming returned to the courtyard with the little guy in his arms. His inner thoughts became more and more determined, and he was gradually filled with a sense of accomplishment, or a sense of responsibility with a sacred meaning.

——I am a father now!

This emotion is difficult to understand for those who have not been a parent.

Of course, sometimes when you see those bad friends in your family becoming sensible, studying seriously, or even falling in love, getting married, and starting a family, you may have similar emotions:

——My dog ​​son has finally grown up.

But at Pei Zhulu's age, he is only one and a half years old, so how can he be truly sensible?

At night.

After Li Qingming told her some fairy tales, he realized that being a nanny was not an easy thing.

After he finished telling the story of "Snow White", the little guy next to him asked in a sweet voice:

“Dad, isn’t this Snow White a big boring person?”

"Stupid, egg? Xiaolu, do you want to say stupid?"

"Yes, I just want to say that you are a big bastard!" The little guy frowned, obviously a little angry, "This princess named Bai Xue is a big bastard!"

"Can you tell Dad why?" Li Qingming was a little happy. He felt that the meaning of fairy tales was to draw out some warnings or meanings, so that children could roughly understand some truths.

So he guided Pei Zhulu to give his reasons and his own opinions.

"How could she eat an apple given by a stranger!"

"Yes, we should be wary of strangers."

Li Qingming felt that he really had the potential to be a father, and he could actually teach his children in this way. He continued to guide: "Then what would you do if you encountered such a thing?"

"Cut it with one knife!"

"One, knife..."

Before Li Qingming finished speaking, he almost choked on his own saliva, and then his heart became confused.

Sure enough, it is the child of me and the witch...

Seeing his father's silence, the little guy looked at Li Qingming's expression again, and then timidly added, "How about..."

"What else?"

Li Qingming's eyes regained some brightness. He felt that this little guy might not have been led astray by the witch yet, so he looked at her expectantly.

And as if he noticed the expectation in Li Qingming's eyes, the little guy stood up from the bed, raised his head, put his fingers together like a knife, waved his two fat and thin hands and said:

"Or I'll chop her more times!"

"My mother-in-law said that when you encounter bad people and enemies, you should kill them with a knife!"

"One sword is not enough, then use two swords. If two swords are not enough, then use a few more!"

These somewhat horrifying words, spoken by Pei Zhulu, had a milky flavor that made people laugh.

But as an old father, Li Qingming could only take deep breaths to calm himself down temporarily, but he was cursing Pei Zhinan in his heart.

Pei Zhinan, is there anyone like you who can be a mother-in-law?

What a witch!

"Lu Lu, we shouldn't swing our swords casually."

"ah?"

The little guy blinked in confusion, then lay down on the quilt obediently, holding his chin with both hands, waiting for Li Qingming's next words.

The two calves were standing upright and swaying.

"When we encounter bad people, we should first reason with them. If we can't reason with them, then..." Li Qingming got stuck mid-sentence. In this world of cultivation, when encountering any enemy or opponent, it is the simplest and most direct way. He really just cut with his sword.

Zhengdao, on the other hand, pays attention to face here, and has to babble before taking action, which he has never liked.

Thinking about it this way, there is really nothing wrong with the witch’s education method!

But Li Qingming really didn't want his daughter to be so violent at such a young age. After thinking about it, he could only say: "You are still young, what if you draw a knife and hurt yourself? My father will feel sorry for her."

"I just listen to Dad and don't draw the sword!"

Pei Zhulu loved hearing such words so much. Compared to her mother-in-law, who always had a cold face, this father she had just met was really great.

Not only did he get her delicious food and wear nice new clothes, but he also loved her so much.

No wonder her mother-in-law always said: "If you have the ability, go to your father!"

Say it every day, say it every day, won’t she come out to look for you now~

Pei Zhulu turned over on the bed and rolled into Li Qingming's arms. He raised his head and looked at him with his round eyes without a trace of impurity. After a while, he said in a sweet voice:

"Daddy, daddy, I miss you so much."

Li Qingming couldn't help but laugh. He scratched the little guy's nose and imitated her accent and said, "I also miss you very much."

After saying that, the person in his arms chuckled again, and then returned to the "Snow White" story just now: "Dad, what will happen if you meet a bad guy like the prince?"

prince?

Li Qingming was stunned, and his mood suddenly became not so good. When he thought about some bastard who wanted to take advantage of his daughter in the future, he started to get angry. He couldn't help but said: "You don't need to come, dad will just chop him up." !”

Damn it, if you dare to kiss his daughter, even if you die ten thousand times it won’t be enough!

The little guy actually didn't quite understand the true meaning of these words, but he could sincerely feel the concern in Li Qingming's words, and couldn't help but rub his little head in his arms like a kitten: "Dad, I want to eat something delicious tomorrow.”

"good."

"Dad, you are so kind."

Li Qingming rubbed her head, enjoying the hard-won warmth, "I will always be so good to you."

"Then, then..." the little guy stuttered, seeming to have made an extremely difficult decision: "Dad, next time I drink grandma's milk, can I take your side?"