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, the smile was very flamboyant, with a little flamboyance.

Rouwanzi blinked her big eyes, and burst into tears: "Mom, I want Mom."

Hisoka was caught off guard and was stunned. He stood there for a while, and the poker in his hand was about to move.This voice is not very pleasant.Child, hehe, it would be a magical experience to raise him.Be patient, be patient.

Wetting the bed X eating X going home

When Hisoka came back from the restaurant with a bottle of milk, Meatball had stopped crying and sat quietly on the sofa, watching TV with his little head held high.Well, it's a cartoon, which made Hisoka, who has always watched live broadcasts of fighting in addition to watching midnight theaters, twist his face uncontrollably. What's so good about such a naive thing?

Hearing the movement, Maruko looked back at him, and involuntarily looked at the milk bottle, showing a strong desire of "I want it, I want it very much", but how to ask for it?The person in front of me is not my mother, so you can ask for whatever you want.Meatball was tangled, frowning and looking at Hisoka nervously, his eyes were full of anticipation, and he kept sending messages to the other party: "Hurry up and take the initiative to give it to me!"

Hisoka suddenly became interested, are all children so stupid?It's really not like me. If I were to achieve a certain goal, I would first avoid others from discovering my intentions, instead of showing my thoughts to others openly.However, unexpectedly, this trick actually worked.With that expression, it's really hard to make yourself hard enough to refuse.

Hisoka was a little upset again. Is this child innocent or black-bellied?So, holding the milk in his hand, he sat on a chair not far from him, played with it back and forth, raised his head from time to time, and glanced back and forth on the face of the meatball.I have to say that this fleshy little face that doesn't fit his aesthetics looks very pleasing when he is in a happy mood.

Meatball waited for a long time but didn't see Hisoka hand over the milk on his own initiative. With a twist of his small mouth, a few teardrops appeared in his big eyes in an instant, and he stared at Hisoka accusingly: "Ozawa is hungry." If you are hungry, you want to eat ,Do you understand?

Hearing this, Hisoka thought of another important thing. He opened the milk, handed it over, walked to Rouwanzi, carried him to the bed, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Ozawa." Rouwanzi looked at him contemptuously while drinking the milk, didn't he just say that?What ears?

Hisoka was slightly injured, no one would feel comfortable being stared at by such a little guy, right? "The name is Ozawa, so what's the full name?"

Meatballs are in trouble, and this mother hasn't taught them, what should I do?Meatball thought about it seriously. The neighbor's brother said that the child's full name should be the same as his father's. So, who is his father?Ozawa is not a wild child without a father - Rouwanzi still cares about the fact that his father is not at home all year round.Oh, by the way, Mom said she wanted Uncle Farmer to be her father, so Ozawa should be named Farmer, right?

"When Ozawa has a father next month, his name will be Zefamo." Rouwanzi squinted his eyes. He was still very unwilling at first, but because Uncle Famo gave him his full name, Just let him be Ozawa's father.

The magician is depressed.No man would be happy to hear his child call another man "Father".Well, as expected, it would be better to kill them, that pair—dogs and men?Hisoka trembled, why did he suddenly think of such an inexplicable word?I am not a gentleman, it is not authentic to say that~~

After eating and drinking enough, after tossing and tossing for a while, Rouwanzi fell asleep. Although he was not in his mother's arms, he didn't sleep very comfortably, but this unique and thrilling day did make him mentally and mentally exhausted, so he didn't feel so tired. care about.

Hisoka sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the small fleshy body without blinking, the way he fell asleep unexpectedly made people feel warm.For a magician, this is a very novel experience.child?Xi Suo Jie Jie laughed, perhaps because of the blood connection, this little thing, which is weaker than an ant, did not make him irritated.

But when he woke up in the morning, Hisoka was shocked and messed up again.Because, meatballs — bedwetting!Until the waiter of the hotel changed the bed sheet and quilt cover, the great magician student still stood at the door with his slender eyes wide open, unable to move.

Rouwanzi's pants were also wet, but the waiter didn't change them for him. Rouwanzi patted Hisoka's calf unhappily, and frowned: "Change clothes!" After all the fuss, it was mother who was the best, Ozawa wetted the bed When I was young, my mother always knew immediately that she would never let Ozawa sleep in wet pants.Woohoo, Ozawa misses her mother.

Hisoka raised his eyebrows, weighing whether to buy new clothes with him, or buy them himself and bring them back for him to change.The feeling of wetness is very uncomfortable.Is it so troublesome to raise a child?The magician was dejected for a moment.

After changing clothes and eating breakfast, I looked at the quiet meatball, who was as strong as Hisoka, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, seriously considering whether I was too reckless. I don't care about this kind of work. It's too adaptable.But to whom should he be thrown?If it is thrown to beat the enemy Hakka, I don't know how much child support Xiaoyi will charge, so I will ask about it another day.

Near noon, Rouwanzi finally became impatient and clamored to find his mother. Hisoka subconsciously used some mental power, intending to force him to be more obedient, but unexpectedly Rouwanzi burst into tears.Hisoka is excited, this little thing seems to have great potential, it can resist the power of thought? !But soon, Hisoka couldn't be happy.

Meatball had been howling for 15 minutes and had no intention of stopping at all. Hisoka was so depressed that he turned and went out.Meatball immediately used both hands and feet, climbed off the bed, and followed closely behind.Of course, this process did not hinder Meatball's crying threat.

When they walked out of the hotel, the travelers all looked at Hisoka with extremely surprised and contemptuous eyes. The son was crying so sadly, and the father actually looked like nothing happened. How irresponsible!

Hisoka wobbled, went straight into the restaurant, and patiently asked the waiter what such a small child likes to eat, and then called a table full, saying to the meatballs: "If you want to eat, don't cry anymore. "

Meatball struggled for a while, frowned, sucked his little nose, turned his little head reluctantly, and continued howling.Now it was Hisoka's turn to struggle.

Hisoka bit his poker card, resentful, his eyes rolled back and forth, but no matter how smart he was, he still had no idea about coaxing children, could it be, a threat?Hisoka racked his brains and tried hard to think about the feasibility of this method. When he saw Maggie walking towards him, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief and stood up impatiently.

Maggie opened the door and came in, looked at the howling meatballs, then took a mocking look at Hisoka, and snorted coldly: "You are really capable."I just wanted you to take a look, but I didn't ask you to bring him here and raise him yourself.

When Rouwanzi saw Maggie, his eyes lit up, and he moved towards her. Although this woman is annoying, his mother likes her very much. She should send herself home, right?

Maggie turned to Meatball and raised her chin in protest: "Shut up, and then I'll send you back."

Meatball choked up a few times, tears fell down, and she closed her mouth tightly, never crying again.Hisoka raised his eyebrows, is that okay?If I knew it earlier, I would have threatened it, so that I would lose face in front of Maggie!

Maggie seemed to know what he was thinking, and said viciously: "If you lie, he will cry even louder." This little fat ball is not stupid, and he knows how to choose the way to get the most benefit for himself .She already knew that Hisoka would not be impulsive until the use value of this ball was clarified, so at least for the next four or five years, women should be safe.Well, I'm in a really good mood to settle one thing on my mind, so I'll be merciful and throw the balls back.By the way, teach him what is called "the difference between the strong and the weak", and cry all the time, but he can't grow into Hisoka's opponent.

Picking up the meatballs, without looking at Hisoka, Maggie opened the door and went out again.Meatball struggled a few times in displeasure, as expected, they were all disgusting people, how could they treat them like this?

Seeing the meatball being taken away by Maggie, Hisoka suddenly felt as if he couldn't bear to part with it, so he shook his head hard, regaining consciousness, how is it possible?Isn't it just a little smaller, a little softer, it seems more interesting, what is there to miss?Hisoka twisted his waist, biting the poker, rolled his eyes, and couldn't help twitching when he saw the table full of baby food...

The meatball twisted and twisted, making a fuss.Maggie was impatient, frowned, and said coldly: "Be honest! If you move around again, I will throw you back to that perverted man!" Meatball pouted aggrievedly, tears rolled in his eyes, but he had to Be obedient and patient, who said that the initiative is in other people's hands?Bear with it, it will be fine when I get home, and I don't want my mother to cook for this bad woman again!

Meatball was choked with sobs, and lowered her head along the way, obediently, Maggie didn't resist anything, and obediently nodded in response.Maggie had no expression on her face, and complained wildly in her heart: brat, fat ball,