However, he was a man who had experienced many bloody storms, and he just used boundless joy to hide his inner excitement.
He laughed heartily, picked up the chubby little boy and put him in his arms, kissing his chubby little face lovingly.
"Little guy, I'm your dad, call me father."
"Ah, Bu...Ah~"
The man was tall and burly, and hadn't shaved for a long time. He looked ferocious and frightened the little guy so much that he burst into tears and struggled desperately.
Xiang Yu felt the force of the small feet and hands hitting his body, but instead of getting angry, he felt a surge of pride in his heart.
"Hahaha, the little brat is quite strong!"
"That's right, a tiger father will have a dog son."
"Ah! Eh~"
(Bad guy! Let me go!)
Xiang Yu ignored the childish protests, easily restrained the strong kid, and then carried him towards the training ground.
He tucked the baby under his arm, patted his little butt gently with his big hand, and boasted with a smile as he walked.
"Little boy, Daddy will take you to practice martial arts. In the future, you will be as strong as your father and become a great general!"
“Aa ...
(Bad guy, I’m just a little baby over one year old, mother, save me!)
"Little guy, are you calling for father?"
"Come on, call again."
"Ah! Puff puff puff~"
"Hey, the little brat can spit..."
Outside the house, the father is loving and the son is filial, and they are in great joy.
In the room, Yu Miaoyi was sleeping soundly, with a happy smile on her soft and peaceful face.
This time, there was no sad song in the dream.
There are only the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, as well as my beloved husband and children.
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