Reincarnated as a ghost queen, I became the rich woman of the sky and the tyrant

Lord Wu Mi is a man...

man...

male……

male……

Fallen Princess: "..."

Oh yes.

After a while, she replied to her brother: "Ah, maybe I was thinking too much."

Luo Ji closed her eyes, and once again began to hope that Master Yueyan would not pay attention to her at this moment, so as to ignore her talkativeness.

At the same time, I began to reflect on whether I have been living too peacefully recently, without even the most basic sense of vigilance. Have I forgotten the headshot life of Mr. Wu Mi?

Although I can't die, it hurts!

The prostitute Taro started to comfort his sister again, he said dryly: "It's normal for Master Wuyou to like Hui, brother, I also like that child very much, he is small and obedient, very similar to you when you were young, Master Wuyou may be thinking How can we reasonably adopt Kei?"

"After all, Master Wu Mi is dressed as a woman to approach Shier of the Zen Academy. The easiest way is to marry the other party, but the possibility of doing so is not great. In the past, Master Wu Mi also pretended to be a single woman in women's clothing."

After all, the prostitute Taro doesn't think that their leader, the ghost king, will be such a dog, and the most basic morals will still be maintained.

Fallen Princess also calmed down, and the siblings shared Yayoi Tsukihiko's real question, whether Zenyuan Shier would be a qualified father.

They didn't quarrel, and the two brothers and sisters agreed that it was impossible.

Fallen Ji: "Although Chanyuan Shier is really handsome, my three views almost follow my five senses. If he is not the target of Mr. Yueyan, I might come to him for a while, but it is impossible to be a good father, and a qualified father is not good at all." too far."

The prostitute Taro thinks his sister is right.

Taro the prostitute: "Although I have never been a father, I have been a brother. I know what a qualified brother is like. A qualified father will never let his young son face the wind and rain, Mei."

The three cobblers were Zhuge Liang, and soon, Yayoi Tsukihiko received a reply from the two top stringers. They all thought that Chanyuan Shier was a rubbish father, and completely denied the possibility of being a good father.

Luo Ji glanced at Hei Si Mou, and decided to drag a ghost into the water: [Shangxian Liu Luo Ji: "Master Yueyan, my brother and I may not be accurate, it happens that Your Excellency Hei Si Mou is also here, I need to ask him Shall we take a moment?"]

Black Death Mou?

Yayoi Tsukihiko thought of his taciturn Kamiichi, and found that his impression of him was only a good thug, and the rest were all "Jiguo Yuanichi's brother, Ji Guoyuan's brother, Ji Guoyuan's brother, The only Breath of the Moon, Ji Guo Yuan Yi's elder brother, Ji Guo Yuan Yi..." Most of these stereotypes come from Wu Mi.

But he always ignores Shang Xianyi who asks himself for help in other areas, which is a waste of resources!

After thinking for a few seconds, Yayoi Tsukihiko agreed.

[Yue Yan (Wu Mi): Yes. ]

[Shangxian Liuluoji: "Master Yueyan can study how Zenyuan Shier knows this. If he has read it, then he knows what to do but is a mess. Obviously he is not qualified. If he has not read it, fill in these by instinct. , then he can still treat Hui like this, which means that there may be... some difficulties?"]

Luo Ji really likes Zenyuan Hui, children are different from those adult men in front of her, every move is from the heart, so she really doesn't like Zenyuan Shier's personality very much.

Yayoi Tsukihiko thought what Rakuhime said was quite interesting, but he was thinking about another question now.

Yayoi Tsukihiko stretched out his hand to let the water flow through his palm, calming himself down through the cold water.

He heard Luo Ji's chanting, ah, stepmother?

It was a road that she had never imagined, why would she think so?

The mirror in front of him reflected the ghost king's appearance in women's clothing, Yayoi Tsukihiko twitched the corner of his mouth at himself, showing a not-so-soft expression.

Is it because the face is so feminine?

Putting aside the rage from Oni King DNA, Yayoi Tsukihiko calmly and rationally considered whether this idea was feasible.

Unreasonable and expected, it is true that marrying Chanyuan Shier would be the fastest way to get involved with Chanyuan Hui.

In addition, the role I am currently playing is a young lady who is purely rich, very generous, and seeks to pursue the other party after being rejected by Shi Er in the Zen Academy, a qualified rich woman!

It seems that the ultimate of this road is what Luo Ji said, although it is unlikely to be realized.

Both he and Chanyuan Shir are adults who know each other well in some ways. Yayoi Tsukihiko can see Zenyuan Shir's inadequacy as a husband, and Zenyuan Shir can see that there are other things in himself. beg.

The two of them, how do you think the rich woman and the little boy are already the limit?

What's more, he is a big man, he doesn't plan to marry!

The Chanyuan would not even want to get married!

Yayoi Tsukihiko took a casual photo of the mantra hovering in the toilet, rubbed his face, and his phone vibrated, and it was Yuhu who sent a photo of his handicraft.

Due to his own order, the jade pot did not add anything unique to it. The overall look was quite satisfactory, and the stained glass inlaid on the bottle mouth added a little luster to it.

Very ordinary, but hard, and more importantly, it can hide jade pots.

[Yueyan (Wu Mi): Well done, let Naruto send it to the villa. ]

[Winning the Five Jade Pot: "Okay, Master Wu Mi."]

He only thought that Yayoi Tsukihiko needed to start a new business for himself, and most of these things were just for exhibition.

Luo Ji received Yayoi Tsukihiko's agreeable attitude, so she faced Heishimu very confidently: "Your Excellency Heishimu, what do you think makes a qualified father?"

Hei Si Mou turned his head and looked at Luo Ji without saying a word, and Shang Xian Liu felt that all six eyes of the other party were studying how to stab her.

"Don't look at me, this is Master Yueyan's problem."

Hei Si Mou took his death eyes away from Luo Ji, and began to stare at the road in front of him without turning his eyes. Holding his own umbrella, his words and deeds were all in the style of a gentle aristocrat.

He said slowly, "It should be a guide."

Unlike Yayoi Tsukihiko, Fallen Princess, and the prostitute Taro, Black Death Mou had a complete family. He received a complete noble warrior education since he was a child, had his own father, and became a father.

In the past he abandoned, he could hardly remember the voices and appearances of these two.

Pressing on the broken flute through his clothes, he gave the most authentic answer that he had never done before.

"Father raises and educates the child, and gives him the firmest belief, so that he has a mountain worth pursuing in his life and becomes a qualified leader."

"Give him the best teacher, enough resources, tell him what kind of person you expect him to be, and let him do it!"

Fallen Girl: "...Ah, is that so?"

Cultural differences have brought huge gaps, and different life experiences make their pursuits different.

The prostitutes Taro and Yuji were born in the most chaotic and filthy Huajie, living at the bottom of the street, their biggest expectation is to stop looking at people's faces and let their most important relatives live happily.

Hei Si Mou, who was born in a samurai aristocratic family, must bear the beliefs of his parents and take on the responsibility of the entire family. They will make their son a qualified successor.

There is no tenderness, only a cold exchange of interests, full of beliefs that young children do not want to give up.

As for Yayoi Tsukihiko, he grew up in a peaceful world, hard and soft, love is good, food, clothing, warmth and happiness are the minimum needs, studying and working to achieve self is the best, he thinks so, and thinks so To cultivate Hui.

Zenyuan is not them, he is not the much-anticipated successor, and he has no relatives who depend on each other, let alone love that is open and inclusive. One breath is victory.

with kids?

too far.

He couldn't do it anymore, and he didn't have the courage to try. He could only choose to abandon all softness, use everything to make his life better, and find a relatively personal way out for his son.

This makes it difficult for the cobblers together to see the slightest love for his son from his garbage practices.

Although Luo Ji couldn't understand, she still sent Yayoi Tsukihiko's words very seriously.

"A leader? An existence similar to belief?"

Yayoi Tsukihiko received the reply from the two lovers, and quickly packed up and returned to the table in the bookstore.

Zenyuan Shier had already put down his pen, and looked over with green eyes, he actually finished this little test.

"Miss Yueyan," Chanyuan Shier handed him the test paper, "I don't know if you are satisfied with this?"

He was clearly in a good mood, his green eyes narrowed.

Yayoi Tsukihiko put away the paper and didn't read it, but just handed it to Zenyuan Hui, misfortune: "Hui come and see your father's answer, this kind of thing is the clearest son's feeling, it doesn't matter whether it is correct or not." Xiaohui should be the one to judge."

Zenyuan Shier looked at the sunset outside the glass window, but didn't stop Yayoi Tsukihiko's approach, and only made a breathy sound from his throat.

Chanyuan Hui didn't read it, he folded the paper and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Sister, I want to go back and watch."

"Okay," Yayoi Tsukihiko said to the child, "It belongs to Hui now, and Hui can do whatever he wants."

Maintaining a good mood, Yayoi Tsukihiko pointed to the thick pile of parent-child books he had bought, and said to Shier of the Zen Garden, "This should be regarded as my gift to Mr. Shier. Take a look at it when you have time, so that you can get along with Xiaohui better."

Zenyuan Shier was very disgusted, his face was elongated: "No."

"No, no," Yayoi Tsukihiko sat beside him, hugged Huihui and stuffed it into Zenyuan Shier's arms, receiving two identical bewildered expressions.

Chanyuan Shier hasn't held Chanyuan Hui in his arms for a long time. When his son's soft body came close to his arms, he froze, his expression changed suddenly, and his tone became nasty: "What are you doing!"