Full-time King

Chapter 2195 What is Happiness (Part )

The warm bath water poured over Ling Feng's body and quickly disappeared.

Fortunately, Ling Feng had an extraordinary physique, and the sect had its own unique healing elixir, otherwise, it would have been really troublesome for all these big and small wounds to get wet.

Ten minutes later, Ling Feng came out looking refreshed. He had already changed into pajamas.

Little Linlin was lying in the middle of the big bed, her bright big eyes blinking and looking particularly bright.

"Linlin, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Ling Feng was lying on the other side, his palm gently touching Xiao Linlin's hair. Her hair was of good quality, soft and smooth, but had become dry.

"I want to hear daddy tell stories. Daddy hasn't told Linlin stories for a long time." Little Linlin squinted and looked at Ling Feng eagerly.

"This...telling a story..." Ling Feng was dumbfounded. He did have a story in his mind, and he could tell some dirty jokes at any time, and he could tell a different one all day and all night long. But could he tell this story to Xiao Linlin? Obviously impossible.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, then Dad will tell you a story."

Trying hard to search for stories suitable for children in his memory, Ling Feng sadly discovered that the old man had never told him any stories since he was a child. When he could remember, the old man had only practiced martial arts and raised his children like sheep. It was not until they were about the same age that various tutors were invited back to teach Ling Feng and his junior sister this kind of cultural knowledge.

A historical story with educational value?

This is probably the only story Ling Feng can think of.

Ling Feng immediately denied it himself.

Little Linlin is only four or five years old. At this time, she should live a carefree life.

After grunting for a long time, Chen Yajie chuckled: "Sister will tell you a story, okay? Let your dad tell it tomorrow. Dad is very tired today."

Ling Feng nodded repeatedly, thinking that he would buy some children's story books tomorrow. He said, "Sister will go to work tomorrow, so she won't be able to accompany Linlin. How about letting sister tell you a story today?"

Perhaps thinking of the many gifts that her beautiful sister had bought for her today, Xiao Linlin nodded: "Okay, sister, tell me a story, and dad will tell me another story tomorrow."

"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess..."

"How beautiful is it?"

"A princess as beautiful as Linlin."

Chen Yajie told Xiao Linlin the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs in a soft voice. Before she finished the story, Xiao Linlin could already hear her snoring.

Phew... Ling Feng listened and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Remember, after giving Linlin a bath, remember to blow-dry her hair, otherwise she will catch a cold. You can't even tell a story to a child. You've lived in vain for so many years." Carefully tucking in the quilt for little Linlin, Chen Yajie gave Ling Feng a look.

"Do you know the ending of the Snow White story?" Ling Feng looked at Chen Yajie, who was wearing pajamas, with ill intention. Chen Yajie was wearing nothing underneath, and her two bulges caught Ling Feng's eyes.

His gaze was probably too aggressive and was soon noticed by Chen Yajie. She locked herself in the quilt and replied without giving in.

"What is it? Isn't it just that the princess and the prince lived happily ever after?"

"NONONO! It is absolutely impossible for the princess and the prince to live a happy life?" A hint of cunning flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

"Why?" Chen Yajie looked at him in confusion.

"Because our dear prince is a necrophiliac." Ling Feng said mysteriously.

"Necrophilia?"

"Yeah, if there was no necrophilia, how could he kiss the princess who had been dead for so long? So the real ending of this story is that the princess couldn't stand the prince's necrophilia, and finally the two broke up!" Ling Feng spread his hands with a faint smile on his face.

"How disgusting. You have ruined a good fairy tale like this."

Chen Yajie pretended to vomit and was about to hit Ling Feng.

"Hey, I'm being reasonable. Think about it carefully, right?" Ling Feng grabbed Chen Yajie's hand with a smile and sniffed it intoxicatedly: "It smells good."

Chen Yajie quickly withdrew her hand: "Don't touch me at night! I want to sleep!"

After saying that, he turned his back and ignored Ling Feng.

Ling Feng lay quietly on the bed, looking at the ceiling. The breathing sounds of one big and one small were evenly spaced, and the whole room was filled with a relaxing atmosphere.

Ling Feng, who was always extremely vigilant, gradually began to relax and finally fell into a deep sleep.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Ling Feng felt his nose itchy and wanted to sneeze. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Linlin playfully poking his nostrils with her hair.

“So naughty!”

Ling Feng burst out laughing.

He didn't expect that he would be so relaxed that he didn't even notice Xiao Linlin's movements. Perhaps the automatic protection of his fighting spirit also tacitly acknowledged Xiao Linlin's close relationship with him.

"Dad, keep your voice down, my sister is still sleeping!"

It was just dawn, Ling Feng opened his eyes and took a closer look. Sure enough, the beautiful Chen was sleeping soundly at this moment. One of her beautiful legs was draped over his body, and her panties were faintly visible.

"Hey, she's wearing pink lace."

Ling Feng's eyes lit up and he wanted to see what was going on.

"Dad, what is lace?" The innocent big eyes looked at Ling Feng, and Ling Feng looked away embarrassedly. There was nothing he could do, Xiao Linlin's eyes were too lethal, and Ling Feng's dirty heart was hurt.

"Well, you'll know when you grow up. Big sister flew over yesterday and bought you a lot of clothes and toys. Can we let her sleep a little longer?"

"Well, Linlin sometimes feels tired and likes to sleep in. She doesn't like being disturbed at that time." Little Linlin nodded sensibly, climbed onto Lingfeng's body, and nestled in Lingfeng's arms.

"Linlin, why did you get up so early?"

Ling Feng's sleepiness had completely disappeared, so he simply started chatting with Xiao Linlin.

"I'm afraid that everything yesterday was just a dream, and Dad will disappear when I wake up." Linlin held Ling Feng's arm tightly, as if Ling Feng would disappear if she relaxed.

"Dad promises that he will never leave Linlin alone again."

"Let's make a pinky promise?" The little finger stretched out in front of Ling Feng.

"Okay, let's pinky promise." Two fingers, one big and one small, were connected together.

"Hang yourself on a hook and you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years..."

"Linlin, how did you recognize your father?" Ling Feng had always had a question in his mind. Seeing little Linlin getting the guarantee, he was very happy and took the opportunity to ask.

"I remember the smell of my dad very clearly. This is the smell of my dad." Little Linlin said with a smile, and squeezed Ling Feng hard.

Ling Feng had no doubt about this statement. When he picked up Xiao Linlin, he suddenly felt a sense of closeness in his heart. Xiao Linlin was able to discover him from such a distance. Perhaps because she was young and did not have any complicated thoughts, she was particularly sensitive.

After lying down for a while, Ling Feng looked at Chen Yajie's rather seductive posture and Xiao Linlin was beside him, so he decided to get up.

"Let's go... Dad will make you breakfast."

"Okay, okay, I want to drink milk and eat fried eggs."

"Row!"

After the two finished washing, they tiptoed outwards.

I looked at the watch, but it was only a little after six o'clock.

There is already a nanny in this villa who is busy cooking, and Uncle Li is practicing boxing slowly in the open space in front of the villa.

"Looks like someone is cooking, let's watch Grandpa Li boxing."

"Good morning, Grandpa Li!"

Little Linlin had a very sweet mouth and greeted Uncle Li so sweetly that his eyes narrowed with joy.

"Young Master, why did you get up so early? Are you practicing?"

"I got up when I couldn't sleep. Linlin, how about daddy teaching you a set of boxing?" Ling Feng suddenly remembered that little Linlin had quite good aptitude, so it would be better to lay a good foundation for him early.

Uncle Li said in a serious tone, "Isn't it too early to teach her to practice so early? If it's too early, it will easily damage her meridians. The meridians of children are not mature yet."

"It's okay. My junior sister started practicing when she was about the same age as Xiao Linlin. The first set of boxing was a very simple warming boxing. Even if the postures are not standard, it doesn't matter. Just learn as much as you can."

Ling Feng struck a pose, and little Linlin followed suit from behind.

"I forgot that the inner sect's skills must be different from the outer sect's."

After Uncle Li finished speaking, he wanted to avoid him. After all, some of the inner sect's secrets were not something that outer sect disciples were qualified to learn.

"Uncle Master, I will pass this set of boxing to you as well. It is suitable for children under ten years old to practice. If you find any suitable seedlings, you might as well pass this set of boxing on. It doesn't matter if it is passed on. It is just the most basic stuff."

Uncle Li was overjoyed. If he had passed down this set of boxing skills earlier, his son would not have wasted his talent in vain.

Before Ling Feng finished speaking, the next piece of news made Master Li even more excited: "If you find any good seedlings, you can call me immediately."