Another one is Morgana, who has already been captured and subdued by him, her martial arts skills crippled, and she is now obediently taking care of his children...
Sigh... Wang Ji's future life is nothing more than this simple and boring.
"What are you doing? You're drooling from drinking tea." Angel Yan's voice suddenly interrupted his reverie.
She subconsciously wiped the corner of her mouth, eliciting a soft, melodious laugh.
Wang Ji then realized that he had only been lost in thought for a moment and had not made a fool of himself.
He scoffed and didn't argue with her.
"Hey, Queen Keisha... how about we make a deal?"
Angel Yan seemed to suddenly have some interest in this guy.
Keisha stroked Kanna's beautiful light purple hair, then looked up at him upon hearing this: "Hmm?"
This guy's thought process is abnormal; you have to be careful even when answering her questions.
"If I have another child in the future, how about you help me take care of the baby for a few days? I'll let the child recognize you as their godmother."
His words were earth-shattering.
The guardian angels' jaws dropped...
The angel's legs went weak, and she almost lost her balance, only managing to stand up by holding onto this guy's shoulder.
Angel Yan looked up at the sky speechlessly. Who the hell is this person?!
"Are you trying to negotiate?" Keisha was also bewildered; she seemed to have never imagined that anyone would say such a thing to her.
"You disagree?" Wang Ji frowned. "Is it difficult for you?"
Keisha rolled her eyes at him: "You might as well say you want to recognize me as your godmother... No, stop, just pretend I didn't say that."
Wang Ji had two fingers on the table, ready to kneel down, but upon hearing this, he seemed a little disappointed: "You wish."
Keisha was truly speechless. Rolling her eyes so often was out of character for her. She glanced at him lightly and said, "I think you're only thinking about nice things."
Wang Ji shook his head helplessly: "I really feel sorry for you."
"Thank you..." Keisha glanced at him indifferently. She admired Wang Ji's ability to court death, since she had no reason to kill him.
"Hmm? Also..." She suddenly raised an eyebrow: "No, that's not right either. If it's He Xi's..."
She'd forgotten all about that!
If it really is Wang Ji and He Xi's child, it's not entirely impossible, and it wouldn't be considered that Wang Ji is greedy.
To be honest, she was actually quite tempted.
If it were He Xi's child, she would definitely dote on him.
“Then don’t count on it,” Wang Ji said, waving his hand dismissively. “We’re not even close to being together yet. You should think about adopting me as your godson instead.”
"Never mind then." Keisha looked down at the adorable little girl in her arms, trying to calm herself down: "It's hard to imagine that someone as infuriating as you could have such a cute child."
Wang Ji chuckled: "If I were as young as her, of course I would be just as cute. When I was little, I was even prettier than her."
It's not possible now...
Keisha looked him over and nodded: "Now you're becoming annoying."
"Now all that's left is his handsome looks, there's not much cuteness left... and most importantly, he can't be picked up anymore." Wang Ji sighed with emotion.
Everything is cuter when it's small, right?
She calmly chuckled, "Whether you're cute or not has nothing to do with whether you can be picked up or not; it only has to do with what you say. As long as you still have a mouth, you'll never be cute, no matter how small you are."
Wang Ji scoffed: "Prejudice, prejudice and arrogance make people..."
Suddenly, he frowned, paused, and then raised his eyebrows.
The next second, a smirk appeared on his lips.
A sudden silence fell over the surroundings. Keisha instinctively thought this guy had caused some trouble again, only saying half of what he meant, so she looked up and said, "But anyway, your taste is still..."
She was stunned, staring blankly at the table opposite her.
There appeared a tiny creature, no bigger than the palm of your hand, dressed in white, walking around on the table and even doing a few somersaults.
Wang Ji stopped, crossed his arms, and smiled: "This king..."
"A-Zhui, bring him here to me."
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