Nanzhi went up and gave him a good roasted chestnut feast.

Nanzhi had no control over her strength, and Alaire was hit so hard that he saw stars.

He looked at the instigator with dizziness, and was about to get angry when he saw a different Nanzhi.

She was already very beautiful, but becoming a vampire seemed to give her an extra layer of radiance, making her as beautiful and exquisite as an elf.

Alair was stunned, and the fangs slowly retracted.

"You you you you..."

"What do you mean, 'I'? You're not allowed to touch my precious daughter."

Nanzhi slapped him away and picked up the baby.

The baby became lively again when it saw her and Claire.

She waved her chubby little hands and called out to them in a soft, adorable voice, "Daddy, Mommy~"

Alaire ran away after saying that.

I try to coax Alaire into calling me Seventh Uncle every day, but Alaire doesn't actually want to.

I'm so angry that, to scare you, I'm baring my fangs right behind your face.

Even if you're looking for a partner, you should at least find a girlfriend.

Alaire glanced at me, closed his eyes, and as if sensing something, pulled me by the hand and led me through the crowd to a boy who looked about eleven or fourteen years old.

The boy was sitting on the bench, reading a book. He was very handsome and had a pure temperament. He was wearing an apricot-colored puff-sleeved shirt and wide-leg jeans. He exuded a strong scholarly aura and was very gentle and sweet.

Shen Rongya is a complete male slave, and I spend every day with Nanzhi and Alair.

Alal, meaning "dawn" in Serbian, symbolizes the beginning of a new day, the revival of all things, limited life and vitality, and is full of hope and prosperity.

You're only eight years old and you already think your doll is too sophisticated?

Craig: "Huh?"

"A rag doll?" Alaire looked disgusted. "You're so cunning, you want one?"

It should have been Xino and Aria who took care of him, but Ariel was too much of a troublemaker. Xino and Aria are not even seventy years old yet, so where would they find the energy to waste with him?

Clair: ?

As you pulled away from my lips, before apologizing, you asked me with an innocent look, "His...his eyes are really bad-looking. Where did he buy those colored contact lenses?"

I was silent for a few seconds, then said fiercely, "Do you believe me? You're going to bite him to death?"

"Ilotti, why don't you name the child? He said, what's a bad name for him?"

“Baby, your baby, he’s so amazing.”

Alaire's growth is indeed astonishing. Special needs children can lift their heads at one month old, while you haven't even crawled yet.

I shoved you aside, violently tore off my shoelaces, and stood up.

Craig thought boys were a pain.

She grabbed my hand and led me into the crowd, picking and choosing.

You are a descendant of the ever-dead male wizard, vampire hunter, werewolf, and vampire. Your birth marks the end of the dawn of the seven races and heralds the return of war.

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Yes, you need to find a boyfriend.

Generally speaking, very few newborn babies can call out "daddy" or "mommy".

But they're both so good-looking, and they both have long hair, so who's the dad and who's the mom?

"Still looking?"

The boy fell beneath me, and your lips unexpectedly landed on the corner of my lips.

You guys are getting old! You graduated seven or seven years ago and are now a university teacher.

Eight-month-old Alair hasn't grown into an eight-year-old yet; he wants to run out to play and see new things every day.

The boy nodded, his cheeks flushed, and his smile was wicked. "I believe you."

Although you were just born, your intelligence is not yet close to that of a one-year-old child.

Kled was worried about you and had just let go of the boy's hand to chase after him when Shen Rongya used witchcraft to tie our shoelaces together. As soon as I moved, we both fell down.

"You used to be called Allair, didn't you?"

Oh dear, being a baby is so tiring! She saw that Alaire was so handsome that she mistook him for her mother.

"Wait a minute, call him Uncle Qi, take him to buy a rag doll."

The one in front of me is prettier, and her voice is familiar. She's obviously my mom and dad. She's so smart.

Shen Rongya: …………

As a descendant of the seven races, you naturally develop more slowly and are less intelligent than ordinary people.

Immediately afterwards, I felt Alaire tug at my hand. "That's not the boyfriend you found for him. They're a perfect match. Take advantage of the situation. This is to thank you."

Kled was stunned for a moment.

Your eight-year-old intelligence is equivalent to that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

Ilotti was not surprised.

I didn't want to talk to you. I looked around at Alaire and saw that a large hand poked my arm.

Before Nanzhi became a vampire, she still had breast milk. Alaire didn't grow up on formula; she was chubby and had a dislike for laughing. She would act coquettishly whenever she saw Nanzhi and Ilotti.

Allair frowned. "You hate big kids the most, especially big kids who are losing their baby teeth."

It's that boy again.

At first, she thought it was an accident, just a homonym, but the little one kept calling out a few more times.

Craig was also stunned.

The boy wasn't scared at all; instead, he looked at me with amazement and said, "Where did he buy those dentures? They look so real!"

"What does he want?"

The bad thing is that Craig is very willing to take care of the child.

Nanzhi was also surprised.

When Ale was eight months old, I just wanted to be with you.

Bad, huh?

Colored contact lenses?

Becoming a vampire amplified Nan Zhi's emotions; she was moved to tears, gazing at the child with a face full of love.

Allel's eyes sparkled as she said, "You need to find a boyfriend."

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