The devil respects the generation guide, and my sentinel loves brainstorming.

Yu Weining looked through the photo album, and Ning Zhiyuan told him the origin of the photos or videos.

Ning Zhiyuan suddenly reached out to grab the photo album: "...Dang, didn't my mother say that she had deleted this thing?"

A photo of Ning Zhiyuan with curly hair and a pink dress appeared in front of him.

Yu Weining quickly clicked on the photo with quick eyes and hands, and the picture began to move.

He ducked aside holding the photo album.

"Forget it, let's see."

Ning Zhiyuan leaned back on the sofa. Who doesn't have a dark history? He will ask the queen about Yu Weining's dark history tomorrow.

Curly little Xiaoyuan held up the hem of her skirt and looked at the camera with an expressionless face.

"Mom, are you polite?"

Normally, the Demon Lord would never wear a skirt.

If it is worn, then it is the second condition.

Ning's mother was more than a month pregnant at the time, but she didn't know it. She worked overtime and worked too hard to keep the baby.

She lay on the hospital bed blaming herself.

"Before this embryo was lost, my mother often talked about wanting a daughter. She felt that this one was the daughter she was talking about."

As soon as Ning's father and Ning Zhiyuan got together, they dressed Ning Zhiyuan up as a little girl to make Ning's mother happy.

I thought she needed some comfort, but I didn't expect Ning's mother to be stunned for a moment when she saw Ning Zhiyuan dressed like this, and started recording the video while smiling.

Yu Weining looked at the handwritten words under the photo: [Yuanyuan, mom doesn’t need you to dress up in other ways, you will always be mom’s most precious treasure. 】

As his fingertips passed over this line of words, Yu Weining's voice was full of envy that he was not even aware of: "Your parents are very good, and so are you."

"They are your parents now, too."

Ning Zhiyuan slapped the sentry on the back: "It's quite true that every one of you calls me parents. My father hasn't come back secretly to teach you a lesson, which means you have passed the test with him."

Yu Weining: "He can also..."

Ning Zhiyuan gave him a look of affirmation: "This is something my father can do. Please be kind to me in the future, otherwise he will hunt you to the ends of the earth and to the end of the world with just one word from me."

"It's natural."

Yu Weining's eyes were deep, and he looked straight into Ning Zhiyuan's eyes: "I will always be kind to you."

Ning Zhiyuan blinked, his expression changed and he covered his chest with one hand. His heart seemed to have skipped a beat just now!

It's over, it's over, he is still a mortal body, not to mention suffering from some disease!

"What's wrong?" Yu Weining also became nervous: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Ning Zhiyuan raised his hand and said, "Don't panic."

He closed his eyes and looked inside himself. His spiritual power wandered through his internal organs, but he found nothing unusual.

"never mind."

Ning Zhiyuan opened his eyes: "Looking at the photo album, I saw it's almost four o'clock. How about I teach you how to cook and you show your skills to my dad?"

There are several fish in the bucket in the kitchen.

"Both my mother and I love to eat fish. My father will go fishing when he has nothing to do. If there are too many, he will keep them temporarily."

Ning Zhiyuan asked Yu Weining to pick a fish that looked pleasing to the eye: "The whole fish soup with eyebrows will open my dad's eyes tonight."

Ning's father picked up his wife and returned home, complaining about Yu Weining all the way.

When he opened the door, he was still mumbling: "I know how to wash a bowl, I don't even know how to cook a dish, and yet Yuanyuan cooks it for him. It's really embarrassing for the sentry!"

Open the door and smell the fragrance.

Father Ning's face immediately burst into laughter: "Yuanyuan has already cooked the dishes, and he is indeed my father's good boy——"

Ning's father's voice suddenly paused. He saw Yu Weining standing in front of the stove, holding a spatula and shaking it with unfamiliar movements.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled "hehe".

"Is what I'm teaching decent? I'm trying to train Yu Laosi to be a model sentinel like dad as soon as possible."

Ning's father stood aside and watched for a while with his hands behind his back, not very satisfied.

"If you want to reach my level at this level, you still have to practice. He's too stupid to burden you. I'll teach him."

Four dishes and one soup are taken out of the pot and served.

Ning's mother smiled and praised: "It looks good and tastes good. Wei Ning is very talented."

After saying that, she stepped on her husband under the table.

Put down the criticism in Ning's father's mouth.

Father Ning resisted the urge to grin and served his wife soup.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to serve the soup, Ning's father glared at Yu Weining. When he saw Ning Zhiyuan's pile of rice bowls and Yu Weining's hand still picking up vegetables, he withdrew an angry glare.

Forget it, stop staring.

Lest the boy's hands tremble in fright and his son's favorite dish is shaken onto the table.

He reluctantly said: "You can eat it yourself."

Yu Weining was flattered: "Okay, thank you dad."

The call "Dad" made Ning's father feel uncomfortable all over.

Don't let him bark. His son will definitely be sad and his wife will be angry.

Just let him scream, as if he had compromised, this brat might be feeling happy in his heart.

Sulking makes you become a puffer fish.

When Fugu was eating his third bowl of rice, he met the teasing gazes of his wife and son and said dryly: "I'm tired from work and hungry - the cooking is okay, just okay."

"Daddy (husband), thank you for your hard work!"

Ning Zhiyuan and Ning's mother both said in unison and gave him a chicken leg.

Ning's father was moved to tears: "As long as I can make you live a good life, it will be worth it no matter how hard or tired I am!"

Yu Weining looked at their interaction with a faint smile. Such a family atmosphere was so good, warm and happy.

Ning's father suddenly raised his head and glared at him, muttering: "No expression!"

Yu Weining:?

Ning Zhiyuan touched his hand with his arm and nuzzled at the chicken wings: "My dad loves chicken wings the most."

Yu Weining tentatively picked up a piece of chicken wing and put it into Father Ning's bowl.

Father Ning snorted: "It's so stupid to ask someone to teach you."

Yu Weining was surprised and happy: "Dad, don't worry, hard work can make up for weakness and I will study hard!"

After dinner, Yu Weining was about to wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen, but Ning's father drove him out of the kitchen: "I'll just come here. You take out the washed fruits."

Ning Zhiyuan took an apple from the plate served by Yu Weining, smiled and leaned on tiptoes next to the sentry's ear and whispered: "Congratulations to Yu Laos for taking down my father~"

Yu Weining moved her body naturally towards Ning Zhiyuan, so that he didn't have to stand on tiptoe.

Ning's mother watched all this with a smile, she was a true mother fan.

Ning's father finished cleaning the kitchen, wiped his hands and walked out and asked, "It's almost time for your vacation. Where do you want to go? Dad will take you there."

Ning Zhiyuan: "You go on your honeymoon with my mother. I want to go out with Yulaosi during the holidays."

Stop by to ask for a debt.

Ning's father's vision sharpened instantly.