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

At the end of the day, the situation was smoother than Li Qingming expected.

My body and mind are also more relaxed than ever before.

But the charm in the process made Li Qingming feel a fire in his heart, and his eyes towards Yu Baiwei were slightly aggressive.

But this scared her!

His body was so tight that he was trembling, just like a little white rabbit being stared at by a big bad wolf.

Oh no!

It's the white rabbit!

It’s still the kind of silly white rabbit that can be coaxed into running around with just two white rabbit toffee candies.

He is so timid that when the big bad wolf opens his mouth, he will be frightened and cry.

"I'm going to be in seclusion for two days. You should go back to Lin'an City first," Yu Baiwei found a pretty lame lie and didn't dare to look at Li Qingming. She lowered her head but didn't see her toes.

Li Qingming glanced at it guiltily, knowing that the atmosphere in the past two days was not right, so he agreed.

I turned around and heard again:

"Just remember, don't fight anyone again."

When Li Qingming looked back, he could no longer see the figure with curved eyebrows that looked like peach blossoms.

Back in the courtyard, Li Qingming was pestered by the little guy.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy—"

Pei Zhulu dragged out the last note and circled Li Qingming several times, as if to express his longing for Li Qingming.

"Little Pig, Little Pig Deer is good, so... I miss you~~~"

As a result, my head was spinning so hard that I felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

Li Qingming smiled helplessly, stretched out his arms and hugged her, "Dad, I miss you so much."

"Well, how much I want to!"

When the little guy heard this, his eyes were bright and he wanted to put his eyes into Li Qingming's heart to see how much his father missed her.

“I want it so much!”

Li Qingming responded and rubbed the little guy's face, "I miss you more than you do."

"Hehe~"

When Pei Zhulu heard this, his little head darted back and forth in Li Qingming's arms, and then he hesitated and said: "Dad, lie, lie..."

"Daddy didn't lie."

Li Qingming didn't lie, he naturally wanted to think about Pei Zhulu.

Like many men who become fathers for the first time, once there is such a little guy in the family, life really takes on a whole new meaning. Not to mention that sometimes you might be giggling while doing something, drinking water at work, walking for meetings... you might be thinking about your little treasure at home anytime and anywhere.

"Daddy lied." Pei Zhulu whispered.

Li Qingming also found it interesting and asked: "Then tell me where Dad lied?"

"Hmm,"

Pei Zhulu suddenly let out a arrogant snort, "When I miss my father, the whole world's thoughts combined cannot compare to him!"

As he spoke, he pinched his two little fingers:

"No matter what my father thinks of me, I think he will definitely give me more love!"

Li Qingming was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smack her cheek.

He couldn't believe that anyone else's daughter could be cuter than hers!

"That's right, Dad!"

"Let me tell you secretly, grandma seems to be in a bad mood these past two days!"

After getting the little guy's tip, Li Qingming paused and became more doubtful. Even the little guy could see Pei Zhinan's mood.

He asked: "What's wrong? She secretly beat you again while I was away?"

But the little guy's answer was beyond his expectation.

"No!"

Speaking of this, Pei Zhulu also wrinkled his little face, made gestures with his hands, and said as if he was in disbelief: "Not only did my mother not hit me, she was also very kind to me!"

"good?"

Several question marks appeared on Li Qingming's head.

He knew that Pei Zhinan was actually very good to the little guy, but this good was not good in the broad sense.

She is also like those mothers who are hindered by culture and cognition, and will only rely on their own life experience to impose all the so-called "good" on their children.

Good, that's good.

But if she is said to be a bad mother, it is not without reason.

"Yes!"

The little guy nodded his head and counted with his little fingers.

"Hold me to sleep."

"Tell me a little story."

"Take my hand and go shopping and buy a lot of delicious and fun things."

"He also bought me a lot of clothes, both for now and for the future."

"And more! She even took me to the photo studio to take pictures!"

Pei Zhulu counted five fingers and opened his palm again, "That's not all!"

"Aniang said that from now on I can do my homework if I want to do it, and if I don't want to do it, I won't do it."

"But, but..."

Perhaps he had forgotten what Pei Zhinan said. The little guy thought about it for a long time without remembering it. Then he broke off a finger and said, "You even let me drink Nana until I'm full!"

Li Qingming listened to every word and was extremely surprised.

Which of these words can be applied to Pei Zhinan?

What's wrong with him?

For example, are you now trapped in some kind of hallucination or auditory hallucination?

Or is there something wrong with this world?

Is this really what that witch Pei Zhinan can do?

Li Qingming thought he was able to grasp, grasp and understand,

I already know enough about Pei Zhinan and have thought it through.

At this time, I found that I still couldn't see clearly what kind of person this witch was.

Just when he was puzzled, the usually elusive Uncle Fu suddenly appeared, looking like he was in trouble, and he gave the little guy a vague look.

Li Qingming understood and carried Pei Zhulu into the house first, "Dad, how about playing a game with the little guy?"

"Okay, okay!"

Li Qingming brought over a piece of paper and pen, "You can draw a picture in the house, and my father won't watch it outside the house. Can you wait until you finish the drawing and let my father guess?"

The little guy's eyes were bright and he quickly urged Li Qingming out of the house.

This kind of game is so fun!

"Uncle Fu, what happened?"

Uncle Fu hesitated for a moment, and then whispered: "Pei... Miss Zhinan may have caused some trouble. The true disciples of the sect were all beaten half-kill. Not only that, but those few All the true treasure troves have been stolen."

"..."

Li Qingming was so stunned that his lips were slightly open and his expression was a little dazed. Fortunately, he had just asked whether Pei Zhinan had changed his temper, but he didn't expect to give him a big plastic surgery here.

"Is there any evidence over there?" Li Qingming calmed down and let the trouble go. The key is whether it can be brought to a clean conclusion.

Uncle Fu nodded, but said: "The old men from those families are so angry that they have joined forces. It doesn't matter whether there is evidence or not."

Li Qingming was silent for a while, "Then let them come to your door. If you don't recognize them..."

Before he finished speaking, Pei Zhinan's voice sounded from the side.

"Why don't you admit it?"

"I hurt people."

"I stole the treasure."

"I, Pei Zhinan, made them all myself,"

Pei Zhinan's eyes were slightly cold, with a rebellious and unruly expression that was fearless, and his eyes were locked on Li Qingming's face.

Not only did he look at all his facial features and expressions carefully, but he also paid close attention to the rhythm of his breathing, as if trying to find some evidence.

"I just did it, why do I have to hide it?"

Said.

She smiled evilly again, as if she was mocking Li Qingming:

"You, the true heir of Jiuzhou Palace, still won't surrender me, a witch?"