Little Yan Zhi was having a good time talking to Yan Zhuo, but when he found out that his mother was unhappy, he stopped taking advantage of Yan Zhuo and instead hugged Yan Zhuo's face and bit it several times, making his face covered with saliva.
Yan Zhuo had no choice but to put the person back on the bed.
But he was not familiar with holding a child, so when he put the child back, he made little Yanzhi lie on his stomach.
The latter had to use all his strength to lift his head, otherwise his mouth and nose would be buried in the mattress by the heavy head.
I cursed in my heart, "Scumbag dad, you still want to murder me!"
[Who asked you to come visit me? You're being sentimental. Don't you know how carefree my mother and I are at my grandmother's house?]
[Hurry up and leave. Don’t disturb our mother and son’s love and freedom~]
The little guy held his head high, struggling with the big head while trying not to complain about his own father to death.
However, the next moment, a slender object shining with golden light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. It was the golden dagger that Yan Zhuo had been playing with in his hand just now, but now he had put it in the scabbard.
Make sure the sheath does not open and injure the child.
Yan Zhuo finally felt guilty, bent down and turned the child over, and as soon as little Yan Zhi stretched out his hand, he stuffed the small dagger into his hand.
His eyes, however, were looking in Jiang Ying's direction. "Don't pawn it without permission. This is a gift from me to my son."
Jiang Ying held onto the bed frame and rolled his eyes.
Is she so obsessed with money?
She didn't come over when little Yanzhi was struggling to lie down just now. It wasn't because she didn't care, but it was good for the baby's spine to lie down like that occasionally.
Otherwise, she would have pushed the evil-doing dog prince aside long ago.
After presenting the dagger, Yan Zhuo felt a little dizzy from the pink colors in the room, and even had the illusion of being slightly drunk.
Otherwise, why the hell couldn't he move his feet and didn't want to leave?
"I'm leaving." After a moment of silence, Yan Zhuo stood up and left.
With a creak, it really was the door that opened!
Jiang Ying sneered, "You Dog Prince, you are so arbitrary!"
Relying on his good martial arts skills, he dared to roam around in the Duke's Mansion as if he was in an empty place, and was not afraid of being caught.
Almost as soon as she finished her thought, a spitting sound came from outside the yard, "Who? Stop! If you have the guts, stop running!"
These were the deputy generals who volunteered to keep watch for Jiang Yuanyi. These people were all good at fighting and were afraid that Jiang Yuanyi would be assassinated by someone he had offended in the past, so they volunteered to be his bodyguards.
Unexpectedly, he was sharp-eyed and saw Yan Zhuo climbing the wall!
Jiang Ying immediately rushed to the window to watch the fun. Wow, if he really got caught, what a big show it would be!
[Mother, stop being so silly! Dad has finally found his conscience and gifted me a lump of solid gold!]
Her son on the bed called Jiang Ying, so she had to close the door and go back.
I patted his chubby little butt and asked, "When did you wake up? You woke up so quietly. You want to make fun of me, right?"
Little Yanzhi was beaten, but it didn't hurt at all. However, he was possessed by the spirit of acting, and his big eyes like black grapes immediately showed aggrievedness.
[Woo woo, Mom is so fierce, I'm not being silent on purpose. I'm just waiting for Dad to bully me so I can scream loudly and scare him to death!]
Jiang Ying curled his lips: Come on, with your level, you can only scare the mice in the hole, you can't scare anyone else.
When he looked up, he found that his monkey son had already started to chew on the golden dagger. Jiang Ying went forward to try to snatch it from him, but failed for a long time.
Funny and annoyed, "Little fool, this is gold, not a teething biscuit, why are you chewing it?"
[I learned this from my mother, how to identify true and false.]
Jiang Ying, “…”
The mother and son struggled for a long time on the bed, and Jiang Ying finally snatched it from him.
Under the fixed gaze of little Yanzhi, she smuggled it into the box cunningly, "My dear, I'll save it for you. You can use it when you grow up and get married."
Even though he knew Jiang Ying was lying to him, Xiao Yanzhi was not angry.
She gave a toothless, milky smile and said, "No, no, I'd better give it to my mother to ask for a husband."
Jiang Ying, “…”
I’m afraid your scumbag dad will break my legs!
Holding the child in his arms and closing his eyes, Jiang Ying half-thought, "At what age do children start teething? It seems to be around four or five months." He then made up his mind: "When I have time, I'll make him some teething biscuits to exercise his jaw muscles!"
This sleep was particularly sweet. The next day, the sun was already shining on my butt when Siyu came into the house with some water to wake me up.
"Did you hear any noise last night?" Jiang Ying tested Siyu. This girl was good in every way except that she was like a dead pig when she fell asleep.
She was a little worried about her personal safety.
Siyu shook her head, "No, did the girl hear any sound?"
After asking in vain, Jiang Ying found out that he was a little hungry, so he quickly washed up and grabbed little Yan Zhi to wipe his face and hands.
But the little guy last night... Well, anyway, in the end he tricked the little dagger back and just held it tightly and wouldn't let go. He even slept with it in his arms all night.
Jiang Ying pretended to be frightened and twisted his little ear, "Money-grubber!"
“Eeeeeeeeeee…”
Siyu was stunned, "Miss, where did the young master get this thing?"
It was clearly something that hadn't existed before. It was as thick as an index finger, small and delicate, and it was obviously a gift for a boy.
Young ladies don't like these knives and swords.
Jiang Ying said casually, "It's from Santa Claus."
Siyu solved one question, and the second question followed, "Ah, girl, who is Santa Claus?"
After the mother and son finished washing up, Si Yule happily held little Yanzhi in her arms and said, "Miss, Yin Zhi from the old lady's side has come to invite us twice. Let's go to Kangji Hall for breakfast."
This situation was not surprising. Jiang Ying dressed neatly and went over with the child.
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