I'm a good man [quick wear]

No matter how understanding Coke is about human nature, he can't protect him without blind spots.

What if it falls?

"You're so naughty." Zhao Xi was helpless. She didn't dare to leave even half a step now. This child was too troublesome.

Seeing that her mother didn't teach her father a lesson, Little Biscuit held out her little finger with tears in her eyes.

Bastard.

Zhao Xi suddenly exclaimed, stuffing the biscuit into Ji Yang's hand, "It's over, it's over, the soup is almost gone."

The kitchen is still making soup.

Little Biscuit didn't wait for her mother to seek justice. She was stuffed into her father's arms and still hooded, struggling to get down.

Ji Yang put him down immediately. He wanted to see what this kid was going to do.

As soon as he was put down, Biscuit quickly crawled to one side with him on his back.

After finally crawling far away, when he looked up, his father was standing in front of him, which scared him badly.

"Ah!" he cried.

Dad scared him on purpose!

So angry.

"Can you calm down?" Ji Yang looked down at him on the ground and said to him.

The little biscuit sat up straight and tugged on his little fist.

At this time, he was still wearing a black and white suit. He looked like a cute baby, but this cute baby was very unhappy.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Yang looked at the vines spreading in from the window, very fast, and soon formed a green patch.

The little biscuit climbed back again and sat on a green patch.

Small white flowers can also bloom on the rattan.

Ji Yang just looked at him without moving or speaking.

This little guy didn't hide himself at all from his eyes, and any new skills had to be demonstrated in front of him.

But for others, he doesn't. At most, he is like a child who develops faster.

The little biscuit can be pulled up steadily when sitting on the rattan, and it can also swing when sleeping on it.

Shaky.

He looked at Ji Yang and stuck out his little tongue.

The big bad dad chases away the coke so he can't go out.

Ji Yang watched for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand and a fireball appeared on it, and pointed to the ground with his other finger.

The little biscuit didn't understand what his father meant, but he was slowly let down by the cane.

He was unhappy, stretched out his hand and patted the ground, letting the cane continue to drag him up, making him taller than his father.

Teng Tiao looked "downcast" and lay limply on the ground.

"Ugh..." Little Biscuit looked at his father, his eyes quickly turned red, and his fleshy hands grasped the cane.

The vines moved, and the trees outside also shook. Finally, afraid of the fireball in Ji Yang's hand, he "slept" again.

"Wow..." Little Biscuit yelled a few more times, unable to shed tears. The rattan "gave" him a small flower, but he threw it away.

Later, a lot of wild fruits and some edible wild vegetables appeared on the canes, which were rolled up and delivered to Ji Yang.

Then tried to drag the cookie up again.

The fireball in Ji Yang's hand became bigger again and he stretched forward.

The rattan didn't dare to move at all. The leaves and flowers outside shook again, and it could only shrink back.

The little biscuit has not started to laugh, but is about to cry again.

Ji Yang walked over, picked him up from the cane, and lightly spanked his little buttocks. "You're quite capable. Mom knew she would be scared to death."

Little Biscuit couldn't understand what he was saying, but she could vaguely feel the love from her father. She lay on Ji Yang's shoulder, looked at the cane that kept retracting, and pursed her lips.

"You can't go outside alone, and Coke and Zuo Zuo are not allowed to take you there in the future. If you see him, I will be very angry." Ji Yang said, his eyes scanning the group of green plants outside the door.

Even he doesn't know what the situation is now.

It's better to keep everything within his sight range.

The little biscuit lay on top of him and drooled, looking listlessly at the big tree outside the window, pouting coquettishly, and the other party shook his head.

Then there was no movement.

"Take you out." Ji Yang said and walked out.

The little biscuit looked up at his father and then outside. His little eyes lit up, and he immediately forgot about the unpleasantness just now. He put one hand around his father's neck, and the other hand could still point in the direction.

"I'll take you there, why are you in a hurry?" Ji Yang chuckled, stretched out his hand and pinched his little nose, "Be obedient."

The little biscuit nodded casually, regardless of what his father said, and continued to point forward.

Ji Yang hugged him and walked away.

Go deep into the forest.

Along the way, the flowers and plants would sway, and he could pick a flower by raising his hand. Sometimes he would ask Ji Yang for credit.

Following his guidance, Ji Yang walked to a waterfall in the mountain, and Biscuit asked him to go inside.

A hole could be vaguely seen, and he patted him on the back, "We should go back, mom is worried."

The little biscuit was reluctant and pointed at the hole.

Ji Yang sighed, a fireball lit up in his palm, and led him inside.

Being close to the waterfall, it was a bit humid. Water seeped into the cave wall and dripped from time to time. Ji Yang looked at the rattan leading the way and felt that there would be no danger.

What's inside?

A little curious.

The original owner and his team in the previous life also lived here for a long time. Since there was no supplies, they traveled around and did not come here.

Suddenly, the cane stopped. Ji Yang looked over, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then he felt dizzy.

"Hand over this child, and we will agree to whatever you want."

"Materials, rights, everything is fine."

"We are negotiating fairly. As for Zhao Xi, we naturally have a way to deal with it, as long as you nod."

…

Ji Yang shook his head a few times, but he couldn't wake up. All the events from his past life began to reappear in his mind, and the scenes changed faster and faster.

Finally, it was frozen at the moment when he was swallowed by zombies, and suddenly slowed down again, like slow motion, but the pain of being torn apart was still there.