My dads are villains

Tian Wei's mother's blood immediately surged after hearing this. She felt dizzy and stretched out her thin hands to grab Tian Wei's ears.

"You are capable, but you dare to dig an unknown grave by yourself? Huh? Do you want to go to heaven?"

"Ah ah ah, mother, dear mother, please be gentle. I don't dare to do it anymore." Tian Wei followed his mother's strength and raised his head.

Tianwei's mother grabbed her ears fiercely, turned around and said to his father, "Give Tianwei a day off, give me the stick, and you can do the rest by yourself."

Father Tianwei obediently handed over the stick and swallowed.

Damn it, wish yourself good luck! !

He smashed his mouth, shook his head and sat on the chair, holding the communication charm. After thinking for a long time, he honestly sent out all the information.

Underworld

Yueyue sat on the small bench obediently, playing with the little doll given by her father.

Yueyue is relatively young and is at the age where she can't sit still. Although she tries hard to suppress her nature, she is still curious about everything around her.

Yueyue stood up and looked at her chair curiously, why could it support herself with four legs and one board?

I touched the backrest, and there was a circle in the middle. There was a small hole in the middle of the circle. It looked like a target. I subconsciously wanted to hit the target.

I looked left and right, but there was nothing handy. My eyes were fixed on the brushes on the table. After thinking about it, I hugged the pile of brushes in my arms.

Zhu Yan raised his head and glanced at the milk dumplings below. He was really squeaking and holding the brush. He didn't know what he was doing.

Seeing that Yueyue was not bored, he stopped caring and started working immersively.

Yueyue is holding the brush, with her arms and eyes in a straight line

biu~

The brush didn't fly a few meters before it fell from the air and rolled to the side.

Yueyue didn't give up, took out the brush again, and started to move again, 1, 2, 3

biu ~ snap!

It still met the same fate as the previous pen, and it happened to several pens in succession.

Squatting on the ground playing with the brush, he looked up at the 'target' and sighed.

"Ah~"

Then he looked at the brush in his hand, sat cross-legged on the ground and sighed, "Alas~"

Zhu Yan was attracted by the sighs. Looking down, he saw that it was his own milk dumplings sighing.

He left his seat, walked over and hugged Yueyue directly, "What's wrong?"

Yueyue pouted her little mouth and her tone was full of accusations, "I can't hit that one."

Zhu Yan didn't even look at it. He raised his hand to hold the brush and threw it away. The brush went straight through the small hole.

Yueyue's face changed from a look of disappointment to one of pride and joy, her little hands turned red "Wow~ Daddy is so awesome"

Zhu Yan put Yueyue down and bent down to explain, "Use your wrist to exert force, but be careful not to hurt your wrist, or choose to use your upper arm to drive your forearm and throw it out."

As he spoke, he corrected Yueyue's posture and gave a demonstration.

Dart hit

Yueyue was so excited that she jumped up and raised her little hands, "I'm coming, I'm coming, I can do it!"

As he said that, he picked up the brush on one side and started hitting the 'target'

Holding his breath and thinking about what his father said, he swung it hard and saw that the brush flew farther than before.

Yueyue hugged Zhu Yan's thigh happily, "Yeah~ I can do it!!!"

Zhu Yan straightened up and rubbed Yueyue's furry head a few times. "Well, it's great. Why is Yueyue so great?"

Yueyue was a little embarrassed by the sudden compliment, and scratched her face, "It looks like daddy, it's what daddy taught me."

"Yueyue is very smart and learns so fast. She's amazing."

"Dad, you're also very powerful. Just a few clicks and you're in."

A burst of spiritual breath came, Zhu Yan raised his hand to grab it, the spiritual breath was scattered in the air, and dense fonts appeared.

Zhu Yan frowned slightly, no longer exchanging business words with Yueyue, "Yueyue goes to play first, daddy has something to deal with."

"Okay~" Yueyue held the brush and said softly, "Zhi Dao."

Zhu Yan returned to his original position and looked at Yueyue, then at Lingxi, his eyebrows knitted together unconsciously.

Yueyue kept practicing, waiting for all the brushes in her hand to be thrown out, then picking them up again, throwing them out again, back and forth, over and over again

One missed

I don't know why, but I feel angry

Yueyue looked like a little puffer fish, pointing angrily at the chair, "You're so bad, I..." Her milky voice made people's hearts itch.

Thinking of Zhao Yunjun's original posture "I want to fuck you up"

As soon as I closed my eyes, my heart skipped a beat, and I hit him angrily.

Crackling, a sound

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"I want daddy, I want daddy"

Zhu Yan heard the loud cry of his eldest son and stuck his head out

I saw the baby's head stuck on the chair, facing the ground, two chubby hands supporting the ground, and two short legs kicking back and forth in the air.

Zhu Yan walked over quickly, looked at Yueyue's miserable condition, suppressed a smile, thought about all the sad things, and held up the chair.

"Daddy is here, daddy is here, daddy is here"

Yueyue was stuck on the chair and couldn't turn her head around. She couldn't see her father and felt flustered. She could only grab her father's clothes and cry.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. Daddy hurts. Daddy hurts. Ouuuuuu, it's bad."

Hearing Yueyue's cry of pain, Zhu Yan felt a little distressed. After digging around carefully, he found that the sawdust on the chair had scratched the cub's delicate skin.

He took out a silk scarf and put it on Yueyue's neck, "I'm not afraid that Daddy is here. Daddy will just open it for him in a while, and then Yueyue won't be in pain anymore."

At this moment, Yueyue was in a panic, tightly grabbing the corner of her father's clothes, "Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Zhu Yan comforted Yueyue, and when he exerted all his strength with his hands, he heard a crunching sound, and the chair was torn open by Zhu Yan with his bare hands.

He quickly took Yueyue out, patted her back gently, and whispered "Daddy is here, Daddy is here"

Yueyue clutched Zhu Yan's clothes tightly, crying so hard that she couldn't breathe. She pursed her lips and choked, "I'm afraid, I don't dare to do it anymore, wuwuwu."

"Okay, okay, daddy beat it. Look, daddy broke it."

Yueyue looked at the mess on the ground, feeling anger for no reason in her heart, as if her body was beyond her control.

I have become a disobedient child. Will daddy not want me?

Woo woo

In great panic, Yueyue hugged Zhu Yan's neck tightly and didn't let go, as if this would bring her a sense of security.

Chuntao was a little worried when she heard the panicked voices in the inner hall, but her master refused to let her go, so she didn't go in.

When Yueyue's head was stuck on the chair, Zhu Yan ordered that no one should be allowed in.

To protect Yueyue’s frivolous face

After a while, Yueyue got tired of crying and fell asleep. Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and walked out without daring to touch Yueyue.

"Go and clean up"

"Yes" Chuntao lowered her head, heard the cry of the little master, took a sneak glance, and quickly took it back

Seeing his master walking away, he took out his spirit breath and secretly sent a message to the judge and the King of Hell.

I walked in and saw the mess on the ground. I thought of the scene I just saw and couldn't help but have a guess in my mind.

Could it be that the young master bumped into me?

After all, the master can't get through this size. There are two master's handprints next to it. This is a thousand-year-old hemlock, and it's hard.

Truly a family

Chuntao shook her head and started to tidy up. Halfway through, she felt like she had forgotten something.

Scratching his head, he ignored it and continued to clean up.

The judge who was sorting out the case was slightly startled when he received Chuntao's message and looked at the King of Hell next to him.

As expected, the King of Hell also received it. The King of Hell rubbed his eyes in disbelief and pointed at the message with trembling hands.

"This is impossible..."

"No, in my past, this little master was still so young, so big."