You are really not the father of the child

After Yan Qing returned to the room, the two children were still arguing.

They have only been born for less than a day or two, but they are already able to communicate and transport demon power very simply without a teacher.

Most of the big demon's children are precocious, but these two children are obviously smarter than those precocious big demon's offspring.

very nice.

Back then, he had planned to die, but he didn't expect that his characteristic of not having a demon core would become his life-saving straw.

After the flowers withered, his rhizomes did not completely wither.He simply put it to death and reborn, turning the surviving rhizomes into seeds and burying them in the soil, and sealed all his memory and blood into the seeds, waiting for the seeds to absorb enough aura to germinate again.

It's just that he didn't expect at that time that after the turmoil of the black demons, the private Huaishan Mountain, which was originally a holy place for the demon clan, would be deserted, no longer the beautiful scenery of the past, and no one inhabited.And because the black demon's sealed cave was right next to it, the aura collapsed, and it took thousands of years to regenerate.

but……

Fortunately, he gave birth to the children after he awakened, otherwise, if these two children were born when his demon power was low, they would not be so precocious.

Yan Qing thought of Mr. Geng who was standing outside the door at this moment...

Unexpectedly, when the pollination period came, he still found the other person subconsciously, and plunged into this person's arms.

"...Ah Hua?" A man asked gently from outside the door, "Can I come in?"

Yan Qing snorted softly, turned over on the bed: "I don't want to talk to you!"

Geng Yihuai outside the door: "..."

The two children looked at Yan Qing in unison.

Xiao Hualong asked him: "Does mother ignore father?"

The little flower tree shook its branches: "It's father! Why does father care about that fierce man?"

"Brother, you should also call him father."

"He's obviously not!"

"..."

Even if it was a quarrel, Yan Qing could not see it enough with joy.

As for Mr. Geng?

Let's let it hang out for a while - when he watched Geng Yihuai and Ah Jiu face each other in the entrance of the cave, he was much more anxious than Geng Yihuai now.

But anger is just anger, Yan Qing poked the branches and leaves of the little flower tree, and whispered: "You also have to call him father."

The little flower tree swung its branches and hummed a few times.

Yan Qing said solemnly: "If you don't call me, I will punish you to stay in the basin until you grow up!"

"!" Xiao Huashu was scared immediately, "Then, then I'll just call him father..."

Yan Qing was satisfied, then turned his head and caressed Xiaohualong's small horns soothingly: "It's better not to call me mother, you should call me father too."

Xiao Hualong gave an obedient "hmm": "What about father?"

Yan Qing frowned.

Naming is indeed an issue.

He thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then call me father, call him father."

The title is solved, but the naming of the two children is another problem.

He had only thought of one name before, but it would be unfair to say it now, so he had to pick out another name for the two children together.

Yan Qing is a screenwriter himself. It is not difficult to choose some nice and meaningful names, and he is even a little proficient.It's just that when I usually write scripts, I feel like I have forgotten everything about naming my child. I am not satisfied with this word, and that word is not very pleasant.

He turned on his phone and flipped through the webpage for a while, but he still couldn't come to a conclusion.

The newborn child was lethargic, and after the troubled session just now, he was already lying on his left and right shoulders and fell asleep.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound at the door.

Yan Qing originally thought it might be his Mr. Geng who wanted to come in again, but he didn't expect the rustling sound to stop for a while.He could feel Geng Yihuai was outside the door, but the other party didn't knock on the door, just stood there.

He tilted his head to look at the door, and suddenly saw a white note lying on the ground, which looked like it had been pushed in through the crack of the door.

"...What's going on here?" The little flower demon gently placed the two sleeping children on the bed, tiptoed to the door and squatted down, picked up the note, "I won't calm down casually."

This is a very simple note, like a corner torn from a white paper.

【sorry. 】

Zhou Zhou Zhengzheng's three characters, there is a trace of rigor at the pause of the strokes, which is completely different from the full momentum when this person writes normally, and I don't know if he deliberately controlled his emotions.

Just from this word, Yan Qing could tell that his Mr. Geng really didn't think he was angry at all.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, afraid of waking up the child, he said via voice transmission: "Why don't you use voice transmission?"

There was no feedback from the sound transmission, and there was another soft rustling outside the door. Yan Qing got close at this moment, and heard the sound of tearing paper.

After a while, another small note came in through the crack of the door.

Yan Qing blinked, and simply sat down, leaning against the door, and then picked up this little note.

The words on the note became even more confusing: 【You don't want to listen to me. 】

For such an instant, Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether this person was really too straight-minded, or just pretending to understand!

Before he could think of an answer, another note followed.

——【Then I will write it down. 】

Yan Qing looked at the three pieces of paper in his hand, and actually heard his own heartbeat gradually accelerating.

His cheeks flushed slightly. He really didn't expect that he would still blush because of such a simple romance after having a child.

The next moment, two more sheets of paper and a pen were stuffed into the crack of the door.

The little flower demon immediately understood what her Mr. Geng meant, and most of the temper she had accumulated for a long time was wiped away by such silent actions.He bit his lower lip, finally picked up the pen and paper, and wrote carefully word by word: [Write it down, are you afraid that I will leave these notes and use them as evidence to make fun of you in the future? 】

He stuffed it in, and within a few seconds, Geng Yihuai on the other side of the door called him back.

【Good. 】

Yan Qing's cheeks became hotter.

What a good thing... This person wants to rule the monster clan and rule the world. If this kind of paper with no majesty like a young human joke is known to others, his Mr. Geng has established a thousand years in the monster clan. Wannian's high-cold personality is about to collapse completely.

He thought about it for a while, but he was neither angry nor angry, and finally just wrote "Oh" on the note and stuffed it.

The other end is reluctant to give up: [Aren't you angry now? 】

【angry! 】

【why are you mad?I'm fine, the replaced demon pill has been completely integrated into my body, and the black demon energy has dissipated. 】

[Where am I angry about this? 】

【Um? 】

[You shouldn't have come in in the first place! 】

This time, the note did not appear immediately.

There seemed to be a moment of silence on the other side, and then began to write slowly for a while.

[I should protect you. 】

【You are more important than everything about me. 】

Yan Qing's hand holding the note tightened slightly, and inadvertently crumpled the flat note.

Sour and sweet, he quickly wrote: [You are also very important to me.You're fine now, but I didn't know it then.Geng Yihuai, what makes me angry is not whether you are okay, but because you entered the cave without discussing it with me at all.When I decided to communicate with you in the illusion of space, didn't I discuss it with you and reach an agreement with you?But you didn't inform me every time you made a decision. 】

He stuffed the note first, and then continued to write another: [Even if you are in danger, if you make a decision, I will respect your opinion.What I want is not that you look at my opinion on everything, but that you tell me everything. 】

【We are partners, we are the closest relatives and loved ones in the world. I should have the right to know everything about you, including your decisions and the pain and danger you will face. 】

【I don't need to stop you, but I must know that I must have a position to accompany you. 】

He held back these words for many days, perhaps because through a door, all the words that he couldn't say because of his thin skin on weekdays were all entrusted by him on this small piece of white paper. Carried by thin paper.

half an hour.

The little flower dragon on the bed turned over, and the branches with the little flowers on top of her head seemed to rub against the pillow. She let out a slightly uncomfortable "huh", and the dragon's tail swung and fell onto her brother's body.

The little flower tree was asleep, and its branches were directly entangled with the dragon's tail.

Yan Qing: "..."

He could already foresee that after a while, if one of these two turned around casually, the other would wake up.

Holding a stack of "black history" notes from the children's other father in his hand, he laughed softly, just as a new note came back from the other end.

Yan Qing originally thought that he would see densely packed words.

After all, Mr. Geng of his family usually doesn't speak, but once such a conflict arises, Geng Yihuai has always been not stingy with his words.

But before the note was picked up, it was blank, as if there were only a few words.

——【Well, I see. 】

Just know?

What is "I know"?

Why did this person look like he was trying to coax others just now, but now he doesn't even have the attitude of apologizing?

Yan Qing stood up abruptly, without thinking, opened the door with a bunch of notes in his hand.

Outside the door, the man was also holding a bunch of notes in one hand, leaning against the wall by the door and looking at him, as if he knew he would open the door.

He was startled, and felt that he was pulled into Geng Yihuai's arms all of a sudden.

The man whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry, you are the head of the family, and I will listen to you."

Yan Qing raised his head and glared at him: "I'm seriously angry!"

"Well," Geng Yihuai immediately put away his teasing eyes, and looked at Yan Qing suddenly became serious, "I'm also seriously apologizing, this is for you."

He held Yan Qing with the note in one hand, and stuffed something into Yan Qing's hand with the other.

It was a dragon scale.

Different from the one that Geng Yihuai put on Yan Qing before, this dragon scale looks old, but it is much thicker than other dragon scales, it seems to contain restrained but vigorous power.

"This……"

"The Nilin that matured and shed last time has a strong connection with my body." Geng Yihuai held his hand, his tone indifferent, as if he was talking about something insignificant, "If it is crushed or squeezed harder, I will There will be pain."

Yan Qing suddenly felt that the dragon scales on his hand became heavier.

"I'm used to being arbitrary, and no one has ever taken care of me," he kissed Yan Qing's forehead lightly, "Sometimes I may not think of it subconsciously. If I do something wrong again, just pinch this dragon scale, and I will know."

Yan Qing puffed his cheeks: "I don't want to..."

"Of course, I will pay attention to it myself."

Yan Qing was buried in Geng Yihuai's arms, speechless for a while.

He knew how important Geng Yihuai had given him.He wanted to exchange the same thing, but found that he did not have such a precious thing.

Geng Yihuai chuckled, cupped his chin, and was about to kiss him——

"Father, Dad, what are you doing?"

Yan Qing: "..."

Geng Yihuai: "..."

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