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"Father!" The little boy was wearing his robe on his upper body, but his lower body was naked.Both calves were bruised and purple from the fall, and they were a little unsteady when running.

He finally caught up with Ruan Qingjue, and his dirty little hands strangled Ruan Qingjue's legs tightly.

He was too low to see Ruan Qingjue's toothache.

Ruan Qingjue really, really, really hates children!God knows where Donghuang came from back then. The Nongjiale mentally insisted on raising a son, and it would last thousands of years like this.

Ruan Qingjue pushed the child away and walked back with some headaches. "I've found a breadwinner for you, live well, don't follow me anymore."

The child looked at Ruan Qingjue blankly, pursed his lips tightly, and tears kept falling down for nothing.

The child didn't say a word, and didn't dare to say it.He stood upright, sobbing softly.

Ruan Qingjue left and had a nightmare all night. When he came back the next day, the child was still standing there, looking at him pitifully, "Father..."

Ruan Qingjue has never regretted his soft heart. If he can't even keep a child and take care of him, he is indeed a waste.

The little bastard has always been very well-behaved because he was thrown by him, but he still said something that almost scared Ruan Qingjue down a mountain.

The kid said he liked him.Although he was ordered not to mention it later, Ruan Qingjue was still in a daze for a long time.

He didn't know if he was doing the right thing, he wanted Kongsang to grow up like a normal child, but this child was not ordinary.

He lingered in the human world for too long, constantly changing his identity, and finally retreated to the mountains and forests, he was really tired and tired.

But now he was pulled out again, watching Lu Shou's inexplicable disappearance and feeling the previous case again, maybe the gods wanted to ring the alarm for him, or maybe they wanted to pick him up and make him kill someone.

He was born to kill, and he was killed to death, it's nothing.

Ruan Qingjue slowly opened her eyes, but there was still darkness in front of her eyes.He moved to the side of the bed with hands and feet, but fell directly from above.

The chains on his hands and ankles rang, and someone grabbed his clothes and lifted him up to catch him.

If it was in the past, he could really joke that this kind of natural bastard air should belong to Da Si Ming.what about now?The person who caught him was Da Si Ming, so what about his son?

Ruan Qingjue was still not sober, and thumped in Da Si Ming's arms, "Where is my son?"

Da Si Ming ignored him, perhaps because he was so stupid to say this, so he was stunned.He found that no one responded, so he yelled, "Where's my son? Where did my son go? Give me back my son!"

"Ruan Qingjue!"

Da Si Ming didn't expect him to be like this, while hugging him to prevent him from falling to the ground, he leaned towards his forehead.

Have a fever?

Gods don't get sick, including Ruan Qingjue, but he is indeed sick now.

Da Si Ming bound his hands and feet and hid him, Ruan Qingjue took a bite on his arm and fell to the ground.

He didn't know where he got the strength, but he stumbled and fell out, knocked his forehead hard on the ground, and blood flowed down the corner of his forehead.

Da Si Ming stared at him blankly, if they switched their identities, Ruan Qingjue would definitely not let go, and would not let him fall and run out.

Ruan Qingjue would not let go even if he killed him with a sword.

Be my son, okay?

Da Si Ming couldn't remember when Ruan Qingjue asked him.

He walked over to pick him up, and there was no wave in his already dead heart, that's why Ruan Qingjue refused to touch the seal.

"Father, I'm..."

Planting a demon in my heart, hoping that it will grow stronger and stronger, will it be able to fill the gap?

Da Si Ming held the finger he had just connected, he didn't feel any distress, and he didn't have any sexual feelings for this person.When he really regretted it, it was too late.

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