At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

"Why are you going to sleep in my room? You are such an old man, so shameless."

Xia Mo laughed back unceremoniously.

"...Ugh! But, I miss my mother. I always have nightmares recently. I dream that my mother... was... hit by a car and died. I'm so scared! Woohoo~"

Zhao Duojin shed crocodile tears as he spoke.

At the end of summer, "..." Yingduzi, I thank you. You want to send me away so much, but you clearly dreamed that grandma came to you to demand her life, but you insisted on saying that I was killed. You are really a filial son.

"Really? Then... why don't you go sleep with your dad? Your dad has a strong yang energy, so you won't have nightmares."

Zhao Duojin's little head shook quickly, "No, no, I just want to sleep with my mother... I want to protect my mother!"

He doesn't want to sleep with his father. Don't think that he doesn't feel it since he is young. His father obviously doesn't like him recently and he is a little afraid of him.

"Okay then, sleep with mom tonight, and remember to protect mom in your dreams!" Xia Mo looked at Zhao Duojin with a smile.

Come on, you little bastard. With such a strong ability to withstand pressure, you are indeed a little pervert!

"Great...."

Zhao Duojin pretended to be like a child, jumped three feet high, happily went to the house, hugged his little quilt and went to Xia Mo's room.

Xia Mo looked at the back of Zhao Duojin, who was not mentally mature enough and was just pure and vicious. He squinted his eyes. He was still too young to feel the torture of retribution...

In the evening, Zhao Duojin took a shower and crawled into Xia Mo's bed happily.

He also laid out the quilt for Xia Mo thoughtfully and thoughtfully, and looked at Xia Mo who came in with a look on his face begging for praise.

Xia Mo rolled his eyes inwardly, took a quick look inside the door and turned off the lights, as if he was blind and didn't see Zhao Duojin's performance.

"Take the quilt and go to bed early."

Xia Mo lay down on the bed and said something casually.

"Okay...Mom, good night."

Zhao Duojin's tone was a little low, but his face was as calm as water, and his eyes were dim, as if the aggrieved words did not come from his little mouth.

Xia Mo turned over, turned his back to Zhao Duojin, and closed his eyes.

Zhao Duojin thought that his mother would sleep with him in her arms, but it didn't happen, and he felt quietly relieved.

He moved slightly inside, covered himself with his quilt, and closed his eyes. He should be able to sleep well tonight.

Zhao Duojin had just fallen into a deep sleep when Xia Mo opened her eyes. In the dark night, her eyes were dazzling.

When Zhao Duojing fell asleep, he dreamed of his grandma. His grandma was tilting her bloody head beside the bed, her blue face leaning towards his.

He was so frightened that he hid hard, and when he thought that his mother was behind him, he felt confident.

When his grandma was about to pinch his neck, Zhao Duojin started to panic, turned around and crawled into his mother's arms.

“Mom, help————”

He shouted several times, but his mother didn't respond to him, just when he raised his head curiously.

Suddenly——drops of cold water-like liquid dripped onto his face. Zhao Duojin shivered with fright and reached out to touch his face. When he saw, his hands were actually covered with blood.

Zhao Duojin was stunned. He raised his head suddenly and almost died of fright.

He thought he was in his mother's arms, but to his surprise, he was actually in his grandma's arms.

Zhao Duojin's grandmother hugged him, tilted her head towards his face, and dripped blood on his face drop by drop.

Zhao Duojin was stunned for a long time, then exclaimed, "Ah——————"

He punched and kicked to try and struggle out of his grandma's arms, but his grandma's arms were like steel, extremely hard, and no matter how hard he kicked, he couldn't get out.

Feeling more and more blood on his face, Zhao Duojin couldn't stand it anymore. He liked to kill small animals, and he felt particularly accomplished when he saw the little things dying of blood in his hands.

However, he couldn't stand the blood on his face. He just wanted to escape from his grandma's arms.

Zhao Duojin trembled and begged, "Grandma, I was wrong, please let me go!"

"Wuwu——Grandma, don't you love me the most? Don't scare me, okay?"

"I will never dare to do it again, grandma, I'm scared, wuwu————"

......

Zhao Duojin trembled with his lips and kept mumbling for a long time with his eyes closed. Suddenly he felt that his grandma seemed to be lowering her head.

He frowned and opened his eyes to take a look.

"what------"

Zhao Duojin was so frightened that he fainted due to the two big bulging red eyes pressed against his face.

Yes, Zhao Duojin fainted in his dream.

Xia Mo curled her lips, it was so boring, she fainted after only a few moments. Later, she was going to let Zhao Duojin feel the feeling of being hit by a car, but in the end, this little kid fainted in his dream.

Take a look at Zhao Duojin, who is sweating profusely, and his brows are so furrowed that he could swat a fly.

Xia Mo snorted coldly, little thing, your good days are ahead of you, so just have a good time.

For several days, Zhao Duojin slept with Xia Mo, but nightmares continued every night.

Zhao Duojin was visibly haggard, his chubby little face was gone, and his whole person was listless.

Zhao Tian was eating breakfast and felt a little uncomfortable looking at his pitiful son. This was the son he once held dear to his heart!

Now he looked at his haggard son and felt very worried. Zhao Tian thought that it was because he had ignored his son for so long that his son was so lethargic. After all, he used to play with his son every time he came back from get off work, although his son was not very energetic at that time. Want to play with him.

Zhao Tian finished his breakfast absentmindedly, his eyes drifting to Zhao Duojin from time to time. Looking at Zhao Duojin with his head hanging down, he cleared his throat.

"Duoduo, daddy will take you to play in the children's park today, okay?"

Xia Mo glanced at Zhao Tian in surprise, but did not interrupt what the father and son were saying.

Zhao Tian is Zhao Duojin's biological father. Without Shi Chui to prove that his son killed his parents, he will still have fatherly love overflowing.

Zhao Duojin was stunned for a moment when he heard his father calling him. It had been a long time since his father had spoken to him. It seemed that he had ignored him since his grandma passed away.

"Duoduo?"

Zhao Tian didn't hear his response and shouted again.

Zhao Duojin nodded quickly, "Go————"

Mom said that dad has a lot of yang energy and can protect him. Although he doesn't like such boring children's parks, he must go in order to stay with dad for a while.

Xia Mo chuckled lightly, go ahead and let your father see your true face. How could the devil stop? He just didn't have the time...

"You two, father and son, go have some fun while I clean up the house."

Zhao Tian nodded and smiled reluctantly. He knew that his wife wanted him to repair the relationship between father and son, so he let them go out alone.

After all, he is his biological son. Such a young child should not have such vicious thoughts. He may have just accidentally pushed his mother...

The father and son went out with their own thoughts, walking in tandem, looking very unfamiliar.

Xia Mo changed her clothes and followed quietly...