Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"You, you..."

Only now did he really know how to be afraid.

This is obviously not an ordinary fire. The gold box melted quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Naturally, the poison inside was not let go, and it burned up in a short while.

"Bad, bad, fake father, it's a fake father, baby is broken."

Little Nuonuo watched his own father burn down his favorite treasure, so he was in a hurry, and the word "fake father" came out.

An Jiuyue was taken aback when she heard her son's words.

"Who... taught this?"

The little milk boy is always by their side, who will teach him the word fake father? There should be no one, right?

Qian Jiyun was staring at the golden box for a while, but he felt a little regretful. The word "fake father" was not taught by others, but he himself said it when his son was arguing with him about wanting a mother.

Now, I really regret it. Of course, why did I just have a brain twitch and say a fake father?

"I'll give you a hug."

He made a decisive decision and hugged the little milk baby from Jiuyue's hand.

"huh huh huh huh!"

The little milk baby couldn't resist him, so he could only let him hold him, but in order to express his inner anger, he hummed several times.

"Who did you follow with this temper?"

An Jiuyue was amused when she saw the cute and angry little milk baby.

Neither she nor Ji Yun has such a temperament, but this little baby is scolding and angry first-rate, she doubts, did she learn from Wei Na in the space?

Wei Nan: "..."

What does this have to do with him? What can he teach? Obviously, the little milk baby spends most of his time in the space of the male master.

Don't bring anything to him at every turn, he is also very wronged.

"Like that thing?"

Qian Jiyun asked her own son softly.

The little milkman kept her mouth shut and didn't speak, her small eyes kept looking at the ground where her own father dropped the box just now, although there was nothing left now.

"In two days, Daddy will build you a better looking one, okay? Let's use Huang Yuandan instead of gold, okay?" Qian Jiyun coaxed softly.

Listening to her father's words, the little Naiwa blinked and turned to look at her own father.

"Really?"

"Really, your own father doesn't lie to the baby." Qian Jiyun said.

"Nano Nuo wants three."

The little baby boy thought for a while, and stretched out two wrists to show his father, which meant that both wrists should be worn on one.

"I'm still wearing one around my neck," he said.

Qian Jiyun: "!!"

You wear a box around your neck, aren't you afraid that your arms will fluster when you sleep?

You don't even think about your sleeping appearance, a big bed of three meters by three meters is not enough for you to sleep alone, and you want to hang a Huang Yuandan pimple around your neck!

"Okay, I'll make you three, the box around your neck, and I'll make you out of soft yuan pills." He thought for a while, and followed his son's wishes.

There is another kind of Yuan Dan, which is soft and can be used to make a small box, so that it is not afraid of hurting the skin when it is hung around the neck.

"Just pamper him."

An Jiuyue shook her head, feeling that the two father and son were really hopeless.

However, the little milk baby was really coaxed by her own father, and she didn't say anything about her fake father anymore. She was happily hugged by her own father, and stared at General Ning with small eyes.

"Bad guy, hit!"

General Ning: "!"

Did he provoke this little guy again? Why did you scold him when you came up?