People write diaries in Douluo, and Bibi Dong criticizes them like crazy

After meeting Qian Xunji, Zhao Ling returned to the Pope's Palace.

Since Zhao Ping'an's flying ability was restricted by Zhao Ling, the naughty child was now being held obediently in Bibi Dong's arms.

Zhao Ling stepped forward and pinched the naughty boy Zhao Ping'an's face and said with a smile.

"Good son, my father is going to Poseidon Island later. When father comes back from Poseidon Island, I will bring your sister to Wuhun City to play with you for a few days. Aren't you happy?"

After hearing this, the naughty boy Zhao Ping'an's little face instantly became depressed.

“Dad, if you want your son to die, just say it, why bother beating around the bush?

My sister is here, but she still has to beat me every day, and I can’t beat her, oh oh oh..."

"What are you talking about, naughty kid? Why does your sister beat you every day?

Your sister is much more obedient and quieter than you. Everyone on Poseidon Island likes her very much. "

Zhao Ling deliberately made a serious face, and then gently pinched the naughty boy Zhao Ping'an's face with his hands.

The fleshy touch made him like pinching the cheeks of naughty children and playing with them.

"Dad, can you please stop pinching my face? If you pinch me again, my face will be swollen."

The naughty boy Zhao Pingan rolled his eyes at his father in dissatisfaction.

It's really not a big deal for his own father to pinch his face. Don't you know that a little kid like him has very delicate skin?

"No, why can't I pinch my son's face?

Besides, you are such a naughty kid, why are you afraid of getting your face pinched and swollen? ? ? "

Zhao Ling didn't care about his son's dissatisfied protests.

He rubbed Zhao Ping'an's face, making the naughty boy Zhao Ping'an look hopeless.

This father is really his own father, and he is not polite to him at all.

He regrets it now, why did he deal with such a biological father?

"Okay, okay... stop pinching." Bibi Dong was not so angry this time and gave Zhao Ling a blank look.

"Why are you always pinching Ping An's face? Look at the child's face turning red. Are you such a father?"

Seeing that his Dong'er's wife was dissatisfied, Zhao Ling nodded and smiled.

"Okay, I won't pinch you anymore. I won't pinch this naughty kid because of my husband. I'll save my strength and wait to pamper you when I come back next time."

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"Can you please stop saying those things in front of our son? Our son is a super smart genius.

Don't teach him to be like you. If you teach him to be like you, I don't know how many girls will be unlucky in the future. "

"Well..." After hearing Bibi Dong's words, Zhao Ling nodded in agreement.

Indeed, I cannot teach my son a mess.

I am already a mess, and it would be a sin to teach this naughty kid to be like that.

Zhao Ling came close to Bibi Dong's cheek, kissed her on the cheek, and laughed.

“Dong’er’s wife, I’m going to leave first, and when I come back next time, I will definitely bring Meng Yan over.

Let her help teach her brother a lesson, and save you from being hassled by Ping An, a naughty kid every day. "

"Um……"

After being kissed, Bibi Dong nodded shyly, and then watched Zhao Ling tear open the space and disappear before her eyes.

The naughty boy Zhao Ping'an almost cried. He said that he would never be a naughty boy again.

Why do mom and dad still agree to bring Sister Mengyan over to deal with him? Are these parents really his biological parents?

Could it be that my parents picked it up from the trash can?

However, that's not right. There is no doubt that he was born from his mother's belly.

Because his memory after he was born told him very clearly that he was definitely not picked up from the trash can.

After Bibi Dong watched Zhao Ling leave, she looked at Zhao Ping'an's face and saw that he was about to burst into tears, so she smiled.

"Peace... You are going to see your sister Mengyan soon. Aren't you very happy? You are crying with joy."

Zhao Ping'an replied to Bibi Dong with a sad face.

"Mom, are you sure I'm going to cry with joy?

How about you ask dad to lift the imprisonment on me and I run away from home without tormenting you? "

Of course, Bibi Dong would not agree to lift the confinement on her child, let alone let this naughty child run away from home.

Then he raised his hand and patted Zhao Pingan's butt gently.

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? Why would my mother let you run away from home?

Your sister Mengyan is coming to play with you soon, you should be very happy. "

"Yeah……"

Zhao Pingan knew that no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. It was a foregone conclusion that his father would bring his sister to deal with him.

Now Zhao Ping'an just hopes that time can pass faster, and it is best for him to become an adult quickly.

As long as he reaches adulthood, he can leave Wuhun City and travel throughout Douluo Continent.

At that time, I won't have to be controlled by my parents, and I won't have to live in the shadow of my elder sister.

On Poseidon Island, inside Poseidon Temple.

As soon as Zhao Ling appeared, he saw his daughter Zhao Mengyan playing a game with Bo Saixi.

Of course, it's not a very fun game. It's just playing with a rope.

In response, Zhao Ling smiled strangely.

"Xi'er, why are you taking your child to climb the flower rope? Is it so boring?"

Bo Saixi shrugged helplessly.

"Isn't it boring? Now that Xi'er is just one step away from becoming a god, practicing all day seems to be of no use.

The child Yan'er felt bored again, so he played with her on the rope. "

"Dad, Dad, come and play with us, I want you to play with me..."

Zhao Mengyan made a unique shape for the rope in her hand, then approached Zhao Ling and looked at him expectantly.

"Uh... Dad doesn't know how to play tumbleweed, so let's forget it? But dad has other games he can teach you to play."

After that, Zhao Ling took out some basic things like mahjong, poker, and chess from the storage space.

There are other types of games such as Triple X Kill, Hero X Kill, Wolf X Kill, etc.

Some of these games were made by Zhao Ling himself based on his impressions, and some were obtained from system rewards over the years.

I have to say that the system is quite user-friendly and treats some games from the previous life as rewards for myself.

The beauties who are tired of playing mahjong, poker, and chess have a new toy.

After Zhao Ling took out those games, the eyes of Bo Saixi and Zhao Mengyan both lit up.

Although they have never played these types of games, their intuition tells them that these games may be very fun.

So the mother and daughter pestered Zhao Ling to teach them to play these games, and Zhao Ling also began to teach them mother and daughter to play these games.

Games like Triple X Kill and Heroic Kill, which require a certain amount of historical background, were incomprehensible to both mother and daughter at first.

So Zhao Ling selectively told the stories of these historical figures to the mother and daughter, and they listened with great interest...