Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 67
[The system judges the key points of the plot touch]

[Due to the special entrustment here, a ten-point ratio will be adopted]

[Activate the abnormal death mode. 】

[Mode lottery selected...]

【drop.Bad luck. 】

[Diameter: 1/10]

[The abnormal death mode "bad luck (1/10)" is in use...】

Fu Chen, who was drinking milk from the bottle, suddenly choked on a mouthful of milk, "Uh..."

Difficulty breathing and unable to make a sound.

With his mouth open, his small chest couldn't stop panting upwards, but he just couldn't breathe in and out.

Coincidentally, Ah Xi, who had just gone out, was full of hostility and was floating far away in the air, practicing with his eyes closed.

"Uh..." Little Naichen opened her eyes and made a weak sound, waiting for rescue. The baby bottle in her hand fell on the soft quilt without making any sound.

Milk dripping from the vagina into the quilt...

The little hand grasped upwards, but couldn't grasp anything a few times, and gradually, gradually hung down.

Axi opened his eyes and sensed a trace of lifelessness in the air. He ran over and saw the floating dust that was suffocated white.

Small hands and feet, like crabs that are about to be steamed, not moving much.

Axi immediately picked him up, supported his belly with one hand, and patted his back with the other.

Two times, three times, and the last one increased the strength.

"Nah!" A mouthful of milk spit out.

"Wow——" Fu Chen, who was finally able to speak out, burst into tears, expressing his discomfort.

Ah Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and patted his back lightly, "You can even choke on milk. You are really promising."

"Ah—" Fu Chen couldn't help crying, holding Ah Xi and not letting go.

Ah Xi had no choice but to coax him for half an hour before Fu Chen struggled out of the fear of death and stopped crying.

His face was covered with tears, his small mouth was still wrinkled, and his eyes looked at him aggrievedly.

Inadvertently contacting the past and indulging in grief, it is easier to break the defense against the innocent child now.

Axi accompanied and coaxed, more patient than ever.I just feel that the black hole in my heart has a proper sense of reality because of this child's approach.

Fuchen is going to be one year old.

She is no longer satisfied with climbing, she always wants to reach the high things.

Axi held her hand and taught her how to walk.

Fuchen always runs "da da da", tripping himself in two or three steps.

"Not urgent."

As soon as he fell down, Fuchen cried aggrievedly, looked at Ah Xi, and refused to get up by himself.

Axi is also willing to hug people up again and again.

Compared with Fuchen's dependence, Axi seems to have become dependent on this child.

Sometimes, Ah Xi would think, how nice it would be if he wasn't a ghost.After having a child, he can take her outside to see different scenery and find other friends to play with.

Instead, trapped in this house.

After Fu Chen could stand up, the scope of her exploration became wider, and the master bedroom and the second bedroom became her home of exploration.

It didn't take long for this lively child to be locked up.

In the past, it was a black hole.Axi didn't want to touch it, but was sucked in unconsciously.

Sitting on the sofa alone, Axi felt too cold and uncomfortable.Always take out the floating dust in the cradle and hold it in my arms to keep out the cold.

There is hope for warm and hot things.he thinks.

He has been buried in the loess for too many years.

Ghost Forum.

Room 404 of "Shijia Community".

"Drunkards and gamblers are always welcome": "January has come. The landlord did not give the exact life and death of the child. Since this is the case, Pindao will go to find out the truth tonight and make a decision for everyone."

Someone from below persuaded, "Damn it, there is another desperate person. Didn't you see that all the supernatural anchors next door have accidents?"

Someone below booed, "The drunkard is mighty!"

In the cold spring of May, the peaches and apricots that had just bloomed in the community were blown to the ground.

The temperature dropped sharply at night.

Axi carried him directly to the big bed in the master bedroom to rest.

During this period of time, women seldom come back, and occasionally come back during the day, take a piece of clothes and leave.

Grandma saw her off with a smile, and said, "You don't need to come back. I'll watch over here." Then she ran downstairs to play mahjong with the old lady.

The two of them had more money, and Fuchen had no sense of existence in their eyes.

Grandma accidentally saw Fuchen standing with her hands on the table, she didn't feel anything, and she just said to her daughter's phone call, "Fuchen? She's saving trouble."

A Xi learns to speak with Fu Chen, "Dad!"

"Baba."

"father!"

"Baba."

"father!"

"Baba."

……

Fuchen still hasn't learned these two words.

Ah Xi is not discouraged, and must start with this before teaching every day.

"Grandma" and "mother" do not need to learn.

"uncle."

"uncle."

Axi touched his head to encourage, "Very good. Auntie."

"Auntie."

Axi touched her head again, and looked at her encouragingly, "Dad."

"Baba."

Qu tone (four tones) is always wrong.

"dad."

"Baba."

"dad……"

Ah Xi, who made a sound, felt an uncomfortable breath entering the community.

That kind of masculinity, mixed with complicated airflow, is very chaotic and very strong.

Ah Xi frowned, knowing that this person was coming for him.He patted Fu Chen's head, picked her up, and put her under the quilt.

Fearing that she would roll down, he moved the wardrobe and two bookshelves to the three sides of the bed.

Fuchen got up from the bed, "Hey", sat on the bed, staring blankly at him through the hollow of the bookshelf.

Ashby made a silent gesture, "Shhh. Go to sleep."

Then, slowly close the door.

Fuchen stared blankly at the hollow of the bookshelf with his head held high.Climb over, get yourself into the bookshelf on your stomach...

On the residential avenue, a man looked upright, with a strong body, sharp eyes, like a tiger like an eagle, striding towards the No. 13 apartment.

No. 13 stairway.

The uncle blocked the man, "Axi is a good boy. You can't bully him."

The man tilted his head and glanced at him with a mocking and contemptuous look in his eyes.

"Let him come here." A voice came.

The man raised his head and looked in the direction of the fourth floor, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the uncle can only persuade, "Don't kill. Killing has karma."

I don't know who to persuade.

The man walked upstairs leisurely, ignoring the old man behind him.

Walking in front of the door of 404, he knocked on the door three times with a "beep beep" to express his gentlemanly demeanor.

"Click", the door opened by itself.Axi opened the door to invite guests.

Sitting on the sofa, tilting your head to look at the customers.

"This ghost, I want to invite you to live in my purple golden bowl overnight to cleanse my karma." The man smiled, took out a golden bowl, and stared at Axi.

Although the tone is polite, the words are straight and murderous, and cannot be refused.

Axi chuckled, and replied with a beastly attire, "This Taoist priest is full of evil spirits, and he has already entered the crooked way. The murder on his body is not as shallow as mine. It's better to enter my ghost gate, and he can practice forever. "

What a joke, what kind of purple gold bowl does a priest hold?
It must have been taken by the wronged monk who killed him.

"Yeah yeah yeah." A baby voice sounded, and seemed to be imitating the tune.

One person and one ghost turned their heads at the same time, looking at the floating dust in front of the master bedroom door.

(End of this chapter)