My dads are villains

On the way, Yueyue waved the message butterfly back and forth, not knowing how to play it. From the corner of her eye, she saw her father sitting motionless in her seat.

Little did they know that Zhu Yan released his spiritual consciousness and had been observing Yueyue's movements.

He stretched his head and leaned over, smiling flatteringly, "Dad, how can you play with this~"

Zhu Yan opened his eyes with a calm expression and looked at Yueyue, as if to say, have you finally noticed me?

Yueyue chuckled, pulling on Zhu Yan's clothes and acting coquettishly, "Brother Qian Chen gave this to me. Every kid in our class has one."

“But I don’t know how to play”

At this moment, Zhu Yan's mind was spinning with 'Brother Qianchen, give it, give it'

Instantly, sourness surged into my heart, anger reached the top of my head, and my teeth creaked.

Trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I can't do it either."

Yueyue was confused, looking like she didn't believe it, and continued to rub the candle flame

"Dad, he is the most powerful. How can there be a father who can't do it?"

"Daddy, good daddy"

…………

Zhu Yan closed his eyes to rest and stopped looking at Yueyue. He was afraid that he would not be able to resist taking action.

But if this helps, doesn't it mean pushing his son out?

Si Ming, the son you raised is really good at poaching. He came here to poach me.

As soon as Si Ming took Qian Chen back to the palace, he sneezed heavily and muttered, "Who is talking about me?"

Zhu Yan didn't explain to Yueyue how to get the communication butterfly until he got off the bus.

When the carriage stopped at the door, Zhu Yan got out of the car first, turned around and hugged Yueyue, and then left without looking back.

Yueyue pouted her little mouth, drooped her head, said nothing, and her little steps were very fast.

Zhu Yan stopped Yueyue's hurried pace, subconsciously slowed down, and looked away.

Chuntao came over and said, "The food is ready. Do you want to pass it on?"

Zhu Yan paused for a moment and hummed in a muffled voice.

Chuntao looked at her master and then at her young master, sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, she quickly rubbed oil on her soles and went to find the judge.

Before the meals were placed on the table one after another, Zhu Yan still lost his appetite when looking at the usually delicious food. He held Yueyue in his arms with a straight face, and finished feeding the meal with gentle movements, then he ate his own food.

Yueyue sat quietly on the chair, still holding the communication butterfly in her hand, with an unhappy look on her face, and looked at Zhu Yan with accusing eyes.

After meal

Yueyue sat honestly at her own small desk, holding a brush in her hand and writing crookedly large characters.

His eyes were still drifting in the direction of Zhu Yan from time to time, but in the end he couldn't bear the torment in his heart.

He walked over slowly, hugged his father's thigh, raised his head, and said with tears in his eyes

"Daddy, I was wrong"

Although I don’t know where I went wrong, it’s always right to admit it first.

Zhu Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the memorial, not reading a single word on it. Why wasn't he always paying attention to Yueyue?

He just couldn't bear the thought that the cub would leave him when he grew up and got married.

He has thought a lot since the door, but when he thinks about the cub growing up and leaving him, he can't accept it.

Zhu Yan looked down at Yueyue, sighed helplessly, and held the cub tightly in his arms.

"I'm sorry, it's dad's fault"

The big palm stroked Yueyue's head warmly and forcefully. "Daddy's heart widened when he thought of Yueyue. He has someone he likes and ignores him. Daddy feels sad."

The judge who was about to turn the corner and step into the hall quickly turned around and left with Chuntao.

This is not something they can just listen to

Yueyue was stunned for a moment. Obviously she didn't know that her father was angry because of this, but Yueyue's little head couldn't turn around.

What does this have to do with dad not teaching me how to communicate butterflies?

Then Dad's voice came, "I don't want to stop you from playing with other friends. What I hope is that they will be self-aware and keep their distance."

Zhu Yan crossed Yueyue's arms from his armpits, lifted them up in the air, and looked at Yueyue's confused eyes.

Zhu Yan instantly felt that his worries might be useless, but didn't the childhood sweethearts in the book grow up together?

Or transfer to another school? No, no, Yueyue will cry

How about cultivating a few more and show them to you when they grow up?

Zhu Yan picked up the messenger butterfly from Yueyue's hand and meditated while teaching him

Yueyue learned quickly and got the hang of it in a few moments. Then she sat next to her father holding the butterfly and started to sing.

Seeing Yueyue Guqiu's happiness, Zhu Yan felt much better.

What should I do if I have to discuss this matter with the judge one day, or go find Hu Jiuyou?

No, he hasn't come out yet

Tsk! Annoying

He picked up the folded book beside him and started to read it. A flash of light flashed on the table. Zhu Yan remembered that he hadn't asked about this fragment yet.

"Is this piece of Yueyue yours?"

Yueyue raised her head from playing with the messenger butterfly, looked at it carefully, and nodded, "It's mine~"

Candle Flame "Where did you get it?"

When Yueyue was asked this question by her father, her eyes rolled around a few times. Brother Qianchen and Brother Lou Junhan had said

Only they know the treasure, no one else can tell it, not even dad.

"No, no paper duck~"

Zhu Yan knew at a glance that his cub had lied, and told Yueyue the danger in a leisurely manner.

"This is a very yin and evil thing. People who hold it for a long time will be eroded by the cold air. Their whole body will be cold and their limbs will be weak. The movement of spiritual power will be suffocated. Over time, the spiritual power will no longer be absorbed. Finally, the cold air will corrode the internal organs. Finally, It will turn into an ice sculpture.”

The rest is up to Yueyue to judge

Yueyue was frightened and overwhelmed by such a series of dangers. She remembered that Sister Tangtang took away a piece, and now...

"Dad, put it down quickly, put it down, why are you still holding such a dangerous thing?"

In such a hurry, Yueyue's words became much sharper than usual.

Zhu Yan felt a little hot in his heart, "It's okay, dad is not afraid."

"Tell Yueyue, where did dad come from?" Zhu Yan was good at teaching.

Yueyue kept pulling at the hem of her clothes with both hands, and vaguely said, "I just arrived at school that day..."

Here

Siming glanced at Qian Chen who was sitting below, "Do you have anything to say?"

Qian Chen knew that he couldn't hide the matter from his father, so he kept silent thinking of the agreement with his friends.

Si Ming looked at his son, sitting there silently with a stern face, and felt a headache

Ever since his mother left,...

Alas(?o﹏o?)

Then he waved his hand, "That's all. If you don't want to say it, I won't force you. Just take this."

Siming handed over a brand new turtle shell and said

Qian Chen took the turtle shell and "thanked father"

Different from the harmonious scene here in Qianchen, as soon as Tianwei got home, his father served him a stir-fried bamboo shoot.

Or for two people

The beating made Tianwei scream, "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, darling, please be gentle, please be gentle."

Tianwei's father's face turned red, and the bamboo in his hand became more and more powerful. Tianwei's mother stood beside him and watched coldly.

"Aren't you capable? Why did you go there?"

Tianwei slipped and knelt down in front of his mother, hugging her thighs and crying.

I'm sorry, brothers. It's mainly because the enemy is too cruel. It's definitely not because we don't have perseverance.

"It was today that Phoenix Clan Huang Gantang discovered...