[Family Education] Jiudaimu Parenting Diary

Timoteo returned to Vengley again, why is it said again, because he has returned several times between Japan and Sicily these days, he is busy, and he is constantly maintaining world peace [Fog], He has traveled more this year than he has spent on business trips over the past few decades. Troubled things have happened one after another. After finally getting rid of his identity as a world line monitor, he is going to tidy up his things and start working again.

"My lord, I've already cleaned your bedroom! I also have the plants in the garden..." As soon as he arrived at the door, a black-pink maid reported everything to him in the same way.

After being criticized by all the guardians, Timoteo was very tired of her chattering: "Go and make me a cup of coffee without adding sugar."

This remark successfully silenced the maid, and while she was running away, Timoteo pushed open the door of his study, and then held his forehead again.

There was no other reason, but because the bookshelf was too clean, all his diaries were emptied, and even the oldest dark history was taken away.

Just how strong is that guy's desire to control...

He has a headache.

Relying on his short limbs, Lord Jiudaimu climbed onto his stool with difficulty. The documents on the table were all sorted out by Yun Shou and Lan Shou. They were a large pile, not many, but they were all important. It's up to him to review it.

"Rebecca, bring me some cushions."

He lowered his head, and didn't see who opened the door. When he felt it, he was already hugged on his lap, and the height was just right.

"Ah, so fast..."

Who was behind him if it wasn't Xanxus.

While surprised, Timoteo also re-recognized how clingy this brat is. Before, he used Bailan as a negative example, but now it seems that his brat is even clingier.

Reluctantly accepting the rare kindness of his own bear child, Timoteo bowed his head and began to concentrate on reviewing. He is not used to writing when he becomes smaller, but his foundation is still there, and he does not need to write a lot of words, but it feels uncomfortable when he writes. , just rubbed a few times, and a vicious warning came from behind:

"Don't move!"

Timoteo ignored him, continued to find the angle that suits him, and complained while rubbing: "Xanxus, your dick is always against me, can you take it back?"

The eyes of Xanxus wanted to kill, if it weren't for the fact that he was still in Zhengtai's body, he might be dead by now.

Timoteo and his son or his lover looked at each other, but in the end he was persuaded, there is no way, this is really no way, after two lives, he is still eaten to death, now except for the status of lover This guy is still his adopted son, no matter what, he can only indulge him.

Xanxus didn't make a sound, he didn't speak, there was only the rustle of writing in the study, and suddenly a head mixed with the aroma of tobacco and cologne rested on his shoulder, with a little disinfectant on it It is obvious that his severed hand and knee have not fully healed, and it is self-willed not to listen to the doctor's advice, not to receive drips and injections, and to run towards him before the injury heals.

Speaking of knees...

Timoteo was taken aback, so they are even?

Hope this guy gets rheumatic bone pain later on too.

I couldn't help laughing out loud when I thought about it.

"What are you laughing at?" Xanxus opened his eyes displeased.

"Cough, it's nothing." Timoteo sat down solemnly again, trying his best to hide his secret joy.

It seems that he has been suppressed for too long for decades. After becoming a child, he also feels that he has let go a lot, especially now that everything has been resolved. It seems that he has never thought about his future seriously, so this time he Want to plan well for myself.

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Xanxus has been unexpectedly well-behaved in the past few days, he doesn't make troubles, doesn't find anyone to hit the wall, and the tsundere attribute has also plummeted. I heard from Jiaguang that she happened to be best friends with Mrs. Nana when she was in the hospital, so she should still be in Nishimori Town now.

The ear is much clearer, suddenly there is a kind of quiet and artistic atmosphere.

"Grandpa, I'm here to see you!"

A birdman suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

"Bai Lan?" He was surprised, why did this guy come here.

"And me." Youni appeared with a smile.

"It's so sudden, did Youni come here this time to ask me something?" Timoteo rubbed his temples, and suddenly remembered that his Lan Shou had indeed said that the leader of Kirionello would come to visit.

Youni shook his head: "In fact, I do have a lot of things I want to ask, but seeing Grandpa's current appearance, those seem to have nothing to do with it."

Timoteo: "Hehe, if I really ask, I'm afraid I will be too embarrassed to say it."

Bai Lan looked at them and puffed up his bun face: "Did Grandpa not use Marley's ring?"

Timoteo picked up a stack of documents and tapped it on the table, and responded, "Of course, that's not my thing."

Recalling the fact that he went to the Kirionello family but was selected by the ring of Mare, he felt powerless for a while. Who knows why he, a candidate for the ninth generation of Vengley, was regarded as the heir by the ring of other families, which made him spend a lot of time. He dared not look directly at his sister.

"Woo... It's too much, the future me is still being played around..." Bai Lan squeezed out a few crocodile tears, and rushed over to hug her for comfort.

"That's what the plot requires." Timoteo comforted him while stroking his dog's head.

Otherwise, do you think he committed suicide twice as a joke?

Bai Lan continued to play rascal. Ten years ago, Bai Lan was pure and harmless like a small white flower, and it was very cool to stroke once in a while, especially the fluffy bristles. Xanxus would not let him touch it, life or death.

Suddenly he thought of a paradox, if Bailan ten years later is only the most ferocious one among thousands of world lines, then the 10-Bailan who inherited the memory of ten years later is still not the same Bailan, or just inherited Ordinary mild individual of memory?

After he asked this question, Bai Lan opened his eyes, and a shuddering coldness flashed through the violet eyes: "Well~ who knows~"

Sure enough, he was still a brat, and Timoteo slapped him across the face.

Even if it is, then Bai Lan's purpose is different. World domination has become an outdated game for him, and his main purpose now is probably to protect little Youni.

But what about Xanxus, who inherited the memory of his previous life, is he the old lover Xanthus or the current adopted son Xanxus?Although Xanxus also said not to treat him as someone else, he still treats him subconsciously with the attitude of getting along with Xanthus, isn't that unfair?

After struggling for a long time to no avail, Timoteo decided to calm down first. He always felt that he was thinking too much, maybe that guy Xanxus didn't think so much at all.

The days passed day by day, and another year passed in the blink of an eye. Little Rabbit Sawada and the others held graduation ceremonies in Bingsheng one after another, and the new succession ceremony is coming soon. Their future study career may only be in the brutal Mafia Academy passed.

"It's great, Judaime! You were admitted to the famous Mafia Academy easily. You are really a role model for me!" Putting on the high school uniform, Hayato Gokuji was very excited. The ten generations of students are assigned to a class.

"..." Sawada Tsunayoshi has already started to vomit his soul. He really doesn't want to recall the hell life of sprinting before the exam. What's more frightening is that this is just the beginning.

"Ah, by the way, Zhenmei graduated from this academy, right?" Gu Liyan asked suddenly after she finished vomiting her soul.

Mami Kouri lowered her head and was playing Didi Didi: "Well, yes, all the children of the upper class mafia will choose to study here." But she skipped a grade and went to university after two years of study.

"If you don't leave quickly, you won't be able to catch up with the opening speech!" Aoba Hongye yelled.

Hearing this, everyone immediately quickened their pace, but before reaching the door, they were thrown off their backs by someone who slapped them head-on.

"Late, kill!" Bird King held a murderous pestle at the door, and two rows stood straight with the nose of the plane, making them seem to have returned to the familiar Bingsheng.

"Why, why is Senior Skylark here!" the two herbivores shouted.

"They came early in the morning and occupied the classrooms of the Disciplinary Committee of the Mafia Academy. Now he and Sister Suzuki manage four school districts respectively." Mami Guli said without raising her head.

Is it really okay to be so domineering? This is the Mafia Academy...

"Power is everything in the mafia. I have long disliked those low-level guys." Zhenmei had a cold face.

The two good-for-nothings stand upside down, does that mean they will continue to be bullied inhumanely here?

After finally getting into the seat, in order not to attract attention, he deliberately chose a relatively remote seat. When he saw the two sitting in front of him, Tsunayoshi Sawada stiffened again. The one with white hair and black hair with feathers The back is obviously...

"It's hard to come back here, don't you feel nostalgic?" The nine-generation grandfather, who looks to be 16 or 7 years old, is talking with the people around him. The strange thing is that they are also wearing the new school uniform.

"It's still a party of garbage." The black-haired man snorted disdainfully.

"I remember the first time you hit me against the wall..." the ninth generation grandfather said reminiscently.

So what is there to miss about that bad thing!

Sawada Tsunayoshi complained like a fountain in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the ninth-generation grandfather said: "Of course I didn't do it on purpose to take off your pants in front of everyone, but the floor is really slippery..."

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

"..." Sure enough, Xanxus was also silent.

"Shut up," the tyrant ordered.

"No, at that time you still..." Before he finished speaking, a blinding scene happened before, Xanxus pressed the head of the ninth-generation grandfather, and blocked the chattering mouth with his lips, and his grandfather was panting But from the way he came here, the kiss was indeed very deep.

【click】

While he was staring dumbfounded, Zhenmei held up her mobile phone and secretly took a picture, and then sent it to someone.

"Tsuna-kun, are you watching... eh???" Before Guli Yanzhen turned his head away from the podium, Sawada Tsunayoshi immediately turned his head back again, while still laughing dryly: "No, it's nothing to Yanzhen Please continue watching."

"..." A certain tyrant who was doing something he loved with his lover gave this side a warning look, and then continued his actions.

"Hee hee hee... When can we leave..." Bell in the front row couldn't sit still.

"It'll be fine when the boss's business is done~ Bell-chan~" Lusilia raised her sunglasses while wearing a sweater.

"I hope they don't choose such a boring place next time they play some role-playing sex game..." Ma Montre, and why he has to wear a school uniform.

"..." Squalo crossed Erlang's legs and read the newspaper expressionlessly, without expressing any opinions.

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