Little Gu Qingxi waved her chubby hands, smiled brightly at Mo Tianchen, and once again shouted "Father, father!"
Mo Tianchen hugged little Gu Qingxi, kissed her forehead, blinked, and dissipated the tears in his eyes. Then he said gently, "Qingxi, I am not your father. Your father is Tiandao."
Although he had been with little Qingxi for these years, he had already regarded Qingxi as his own daughter. However, he knew very well that Tiandao and Dadao were Qingxi's real parents. However,
little Gu Qingxi still stared at Mo Tianchen with her beautiful black eyes, and insisted on shouting "Father, father!"
Mo Tianchen thought of Tiandao, the stingy old man. If he heard his own baby daughter call someone else father, wouldn't he explode?
So Mo Tianchen said softly, "Call me Master."
"Father!"
"Call me Master."
"Father~~"
"Be good, call me Master~ There is also the word father, the same." Mo Tianchen gently guided the very persistent little Qingxi.
Finally, Xiao Qingxi changed her tone and called out "Master!" in a cute and fierce voice. Obviously, she was not satisfied with this title now.
Mo Tianchen smiled and transformed into his original form to coax her, holding Xiao Qingxi in his arms, allowing Xiao Qingxi to climb from his arms to his shoulders and then to his head.
Mo Tianchen knew that Xiao Qingxi especially liked his original form, so he paid great attention to the care of his fur. Sure enough, Xiao Qingxi, who was not very happy just now, became happy after playing on the giant panda for a while.
When Tiandao and Dadao finally showed up to find Mo Tianchen after finishing some things, they saw Mo Tianchen, who had transformed into his original form, lying on his side by the stream in Sun Moon Valley, allowing little Gu Qingxi to crawl on him and pull his fur to play.
Sensing the approach of Tiandao and Dadao, Mo Tianchen stood up, stretched out his hand to catch Xiao Qingxi who fell from his shoulder, and after holding Xiao Qingxi steadily in his arms, he transformed into a human form and turned to look at Tiandao and Dadao.
"Sir." Mo Tianchen greeted the two.
Da Dao waved his hand, indicating that Mo Tianchen did not need to be polite.
Tiandao was muttering, "Did I see it wrong? The God of Killing Mo Tianchen showed his true form and is teasing our
daughter. I used to think he was only good at killing."
Dadao whispered, "You're not wrong. I told you a long time ago that he would get along well with Qingxi. See, is he a qualified nanny?"
Tiandao pouted and argued, "Our daughter doesn't need milk..."
Mo Tianchen, "...I heard it all."
Tiandao raised his head and grinned at Mo Tianchen, "Oh, Tianchen, you've been working really hard lately. You've taken good care of Qingxi, and she's so well behaved."
Dadao also walked up and smiled gently, "Yes, Tianchen, thank you." As he spoke, Dadao's eyes moved to Qingxi in Mo Tianchen's arms and he stretched out his hand to her, "Qingxi, be good, come here to your mother."
Little Gu Qingxi glanced at Dadao, then looked up at Mo Tianchen, and saw Mo Tianchen nodding at her with encouraging eyes. Only then did she stretch out her chubby arms and let Dadao carry her over.
"This is your mother, this is your father." Mo Tianchen looked at the confused little Qingxi in Dadao's arms, and gently introduced Tiandao and Dadao to her.
This was the first time the two had appeared in front of little Gu Qingxi since they entrusted little Gu Qingxi to him. Little Gu Qingxi's attitude towards them was a little unfamiliar, which was not surprising.
Dadao could understand, and Tiandao was relieved.
Because when Tiandao reached out his hand to little Gu Qingxi and wanted to hug her, little Gu Qingxi turned her head and buried her face in Dadao's arms, with only the back of her head facing Tiandao.
Tiandao "..."
Tiandao looked at his wife aggrievedly, then turned his head and looked at Mo Tianchen resentfully.
His child had been taken care of by this killing god, and in the end he didn't even remember himself! He is the old father of little Qingxi! 嘤嘤嘤~~
After being held by Dadao for a while, seeing Tiandao's pitiful eyes, little Gu Qingxi reached out to him.
Tiandao was like finding a treasure, and stepped forward and carefully picked up his daughter. Little Gu Qingxi found a comfortable position by herself, with a trace of confusion in her eyes
.
Does this embrace seem a little familiar and a little warm?
Little Gu Qingxi looked up at Tiandao's face, as if thinking. Finally, she confirmed something, hugged Tiandao's neck, laughed, and then kissed Tiandao on the cheek.
Tiandao's tears flowed out in an instant.
Ah, my baby daughter finally remembered him! She kissed him! He is the happiest old father.
However, after hugging for only a cup of tea, little Qingxi reached out to Mo Tianchen for a hug again.
Mo Tianchen smiled gently on his face and hugged little Qingxi back.
Tiandao felt that his arms were empty and his heart was empty.
"Master~" After Gu Qingxi returned to Mo Tianchen's arms, she was very happy. She pulled Mo Tianchen's collar and wanted Mo Tianchen to turn into a giant panda.
Mo Tianchen knew what little Gu Qingxi meant, and he immediately showed his true form. Little Gu Qingxi lay in Mo Tianchen's arms and laughed happily.
Mo Tianchen glanced at Tiandao, who was so jealous that his face was unrecognizable, and only said, "You have no hair." So there is no need to be so envious and jealous.
Tiandao: "..."
After Mo Tianchen walked away with little Gu Qingxi in his arms. Tiandao turned to his wife and said, "He actually raised our daughter very well, and from this point of view, he will not lose his mind because of too much killing in the end."
Dadao smiled. This was the real reason why she decided to give her daughter to Mo Tianchen.
As the first war god of Tiandao Division, Mo Tianchen often fought in all directions. He was indeed very strong, but in his world, there was only killing. In the long run, it was not good for his Tao heart.
And now, deep in the heart of the first war god, there is a softest place. In this way, he will never lose himself.
Another ten years passed, and little Gu Qingxi finally grew into the appearance of a three-year-old. With a delicate and chubby appearance, she rushed towards Mo Tianchen with her short legs when she saw him.
Mo Tianchen's heart was about to melt, and Tiandao's heart
was about to break. Who is her old father?
Mo Tianchen picked up Gu Qingxi and said lovingly, "Did you listen to me today?"
Gu Qingxi tilted her head, glanced at Tiandao behind her with a guilty conscience, and then whispered, "A little bit obedient, and a little bit naughty."
Mo Tianchen laughed, what kind of answer was this?
"So what did Xixi do at home today?" Mo Tianchen held back his laughter and asked gently.
"I braided dozens of braids for the housekeeper Uncle Tianhu's tail, pulled up the lotus planted by my father in the water tank and pulled out the lotus root underneath. The lotus root is a little thin, but crisp." Gu Qingxi whispered, and after saying this, she glanced at Tiandao again, and then continued, "And the two stone lions at the door, I painted their heads green..."
Mo Tianchen felt that the previous ones were okay, and the last thing seemed to be barely acceptable. Children, how can they not be naughty, right?
Gu Qingxi lowered her head and spoke even more quietly, "I also burned the fish in the kitchen tank."
Mo Tianchen heard it and comforted her, "It's okay, it's okay. If you want to eat fish, I'll take you to a world. The aquatic products in that world are very rich." Tiandao
couldn't help it and coughed dryly.
Gu Qingxi added in a low voice, "But I didn't know that the fish in the tank was transformed by the chef. He was sleeping in the tank. But... but I apologized to the chef."
Mo Tianchen "... It's not Xixi's fault. Xixi didn't know that the chef's original form was a fish, right?"
Tiandao rolled his eyes. It's not impossible to eat fish, but who would just throw the fish into the fire with a spell? At least pick it up so that people have time to react. The chef's hair on the top of his head was burned bald, so he had no choice but to wear a hat. The two heads at the door were painted green stone lions, and the housekeeper still had dozens of braids on his head, brushing their heads.
Seeing Mo Tianchen's doting look, Tiandao twitched the corners of his mouth. Mo Tianchen doted on her so much that he didn't blame her at all when the chef was burned, but comforted her instead. If he continued to dote on her like this, would this fat girl like her be spoiled?
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