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

Chapter 95
At the police station, Fuchen asked and answered.

Asked to bandage up, Fu Chen resisted, grabbing the small wooden sign and avoiding it.

A passing policeman stared at the small wooden sign in her hand and remained silent.

The policeman and Fuchen chased after each other until Fuchen heard Axi's scolding, "Go! Bind your hands!"

Fu Chen looked at the wooden sign, most of it was soaked in blood and had already been absorbed.

Only then did he put down the wooden sign, and handed it to the police uncle for disinfection and dressing.

"There are a lot of secrets." The policeman laughed.

Because of the recording, the police understood things much faster.

What to ask, what to answer with Fuchen, well organized.very cooperative.

When the male owner of 604 (the father on the household registration book) came to pick up Fuchen, Fuchen was fine, sitting at the gate of the police station quietly eating various snacks given by his uncles.

604 The man signed and returned to the community with the dust.

Seeing the gate of the community again, Fuchen still resisted, took two steps back, shook off the man's hand, and shook his head in rejection.

Axi appeared and patted the man on the shoulder, "Thank you. I'll do it."

Seeing Axi again, Fuchen dodged his eyes, unwilling to see anyone.

When Ah Xi saw the little man with his head down, he didn't say anything, and called Father Xue, "Can you come pick up the floating dust? I'm staying with you for a few days. Yes. It's at the gate of the community."

After processing, Axi disappeared and returned to the small wooden sign.

Fuchen held the small wooden sign, feeling complicated.

Father Xue went downstairs and saw Fuchen who was alone. He looked around, but he didn't see Axi, so he was puzzled.After all, he didn't ask much, and led the person back to his home.

It's past meal time.Father Xue made milk powder for Fu Chen and let her sleep with An An.

Two people are in the room, one is in a daze, the other is painting, both are very quiet.

Ash shows up.

Father Xue was not surprised when he saw it, and asked, "Is it still about the kindergarten?"

Axi shook his head, "Fuchen was planted with amulets, so he can see some things."

"What?" Papa Xue asked.

A Xi was silent for a moment, then sighed, "The picture of me killing people."

Father Xue: "..."

Half pay, Father Xue answered, "There will be a reaction."

"She's resisting me now."

"What are you going to do? Leave me here all the time?"

A Xi shook his head, "It's been a nightmare, it's too harmful." It's still the kind of limited-edition picture, which has too much impact on Xiao Fuchen's body and mind.

Staring at Papa Xue, Ah Xi's eyes were firm, "I want to borrow your family's An An."

Father Xue's intuition was wrong.

"An'an's blood can wash away the pen and ink on the talisman." Axi said lightly, staring at Papa Xue.

"Fuck! No!" Papa Xue reacted greatly, waved his hands again and again, took two steps back, and emphasized, "No matter what."

The sound was so loud that the two little people in the room came out to watch the fun.

An An held the drawing book and looked at her father.

Fuchen followed behind, staring.

Axi glanced at the two children, not avoiding them, "If I don't go now, Fuchen dare not fall asleep. The blood is not too much, nine drops are enough."

This move is tantamount to using children to oppress Father Xue.

"No! Definitely not!" Papa Xue disagreed.

An An heard the words, looked at Fu Chen, trotted over, and stood in front of Axi, "I am willing."

"You want me but I don't." Papa Xue pulled him back and protested.

Fu Chen looked at it lightly, as if it was not his business.

"Dad." An An looked up and said seriously to Dad Xue, "I like Sister Fuchen. She is not happy, and I am not happy either."

Children are always like this, if they are full of emotion, they will come when they say it.

You can suspect that they are ignorant, but you will not doubt their sincerity.

Father Xue stared at An An's eyes with his lips pursed. His eyes were always innocent and moist like a rabbit, wanting to protect him.

Looking at Fuchen to the side, she has a cold expression and indifferent eyes, almost exactly like her father.

"Father." An An begged in a soft voice.

Ash stood aside, watching silently.

Father Xue sighed and let go, "Is there no danger?"

Ash shook his head, "There is no danger."

"It's really just nine drops?"

"enough."

Father Xue is helpless, let's do it.Maybe they will need their help in the future.

Axi sat Fuchen on the sofa and took off his shirt.

The small body that has not yet developed is no different from that of a boy.

She is thin, doesn't like to eat, and can see the ribs under the skin.

"Too thin." Papa Xue commented.

Ah Xi remained indifferent, grabbed An An's index finger, cut a hole with a knife, and pressed it against his chest.

A golden light immediately bloomed from the chest.

"Hmm." Fuchen cried out in pain, and couldn't help but move forward, trying to push Axi away.

Axi pressed the floating dust with one hand and pushed back.

Father Xue helped, controlling Fuchen's hand to prevent it from making trouble.

Ah Xi grabbed An An's hand and moved along the pen and ink on the talisman. The blood seeped into the skin and entered the talisman paper, and the golden pen and ink turned red.

Every stroke of the fingers is like a sharp knife disturbing the soul.

Pain like a bursting head.

"Hmm." Fuchen closed his eyes, bit his lip, and trembled.

"Endure it." Axi said, grabbing his fingers and going all the way to the end.

“啊啊啊啊——”浮尘受不得疼痛，摆动着身体想要逃脱，嗷叫着，挣脱着薛爸爸的手臂。

The body moved suddenly, and the finger moved along to the right abdomen, wasting a bloodstain.

"Hold it!" Ash snapped.

Looking at An An again, his face was pale, obviously not as simple as losing blood.

"You bastard! I'll fuck you!" Papa Xue couldn't help cursing.

But now that ninety steps have been taken, it is impossible to give up the last ten steps.

I can only continue to do it!
Father Xue knelt on the sofa, his hands holding down the violently struggling floating dust.

Ah Xi grabbed An An's hand and finished the last stroke.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

"Okay." Axi pushed An'an away to avoid being kicked by Fuchen's feet.

"That's great?" Papa Xue asked, just moving his hand away.Fuchen who was lying down suddenly sat up, grabbing his chest desperately with both hands, as if he wanted to dig out the flesh and blood inside, and drew bloodstains one after another.

Papa Xue covered his nose and swears again, "Damn it", it's bleeding.

The little girl is really strong.

Both father and son were bleeding profusely today.

Axi took her hand, sending her a little yin energy.

The floating dust stung by the strong yang energy was like fire meeting ice, and the discomfort of being eaten by ants all over his body was finally relieved. He put down his hands and lay down softly on the ground.

The living room was finally quiet.

Father Xue looked at An An, who was holding his bleeding finger and staring at the floating dust.Feeling Dad's gaze, she looked up at him.

It should be fine.

Only then did Father Xue hold back his desire to kill Axi.

Ah Xi hugged the weak floating dust, and told Father Xue, "These days, take An An to eat more blood-enriching foods, bask in the sun more, go to places with many people, and take care of her."

Father Xue rolled his eyes, showing a bad look at him.Pulling An'an to bandage the wound.

The hole is not big, a few millimeters.It was because the blood was constantly squeezed, and the hair on the fingers was white.No covering, no bleeding.

Papa Xue disinfected it, and put on a band-aid to make it waterproof.I thought about stewing some pig blood soup tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)