Help, I was forced into marriage by a monster!

"The little duck is all yellow, with a flat mouth and red feet, singing loudly, quack quack, and swaying down the pond~"

Song Yinzhi was squatting next to the little fox-shaped bathtub, and was rubbing the baby's hair. There were two rubber ducks floating in the bathtub, and the baby was sitting in the middle of the bathtub, listening to Song Yinzhi's childish nursery rhyme, with an indifferent expression on his face.

I don't understand, how can this person sing so happily with half of his body covered in blood, is he a masochist?

After taking care of the baby, taking a bath, preparing dinner for him, and watching him finish eating, Song Yinzhi dragged his tattered body into the bathroom wearily.

Turn on the shower and drench with warm water, that half of the body instantly felt like a fire, burning and hurting.

He couldn't help hissing, and immediately jumped out of the water.

Damn, it hurts so much!It hurts so badly.

The little baby was at the door of the bathroom, sitting on his walker, suddenly showing two small teeth and smiling.

Enduring the severe pain and taking a shower, Song Yinzhi felt as if his body had been hollowed out, and half of his soul had been taken out, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw the baby sitting obediently at the door waiting for him, and he immediately got out of the walker. Li picked up the baby, carried his little butt into the room.

"Little Xueqiu is going to sleep." Song Yinzhi carried the baby to the bedside and gently placed him on the bed.

Then he sprayed realgar medicine inside and out of the house again, locked the door, and walked lightly to the baby's bedroom.

The little baby was staring at the wind chimes above his head in a daze. When he saw Song Yinzhi coming in, his eyes were firmly stuck to him, moving back and forth with his movements.

Song Yinzhi lay beside the little baby, patted his little belly lightly: "Little Xueqiu, brother will tell you a story, and then let's go to bed obediently, shall we?"

The little baby looked at him for a while, turned his head away, and said "OK" with a vague pronunciation.

"Then shall I tell you a story about the Little Mermaid?"

The little baby's heart: It's the Little Mermaid again, can you be a little innovative?

As a result, Song Yinzhi, a fool, talked and talked, the baby didn't feel sleepy, but he fell asleep first, with his hands still on the baby's belly, patting unconsciously.

The night was slanting down, and the sky was full of bright stars for a long time. In the quiet night, a pair of golden pupils radiated a chill like the ice of Antarctica.

A tall figure stood in front of the bed, and a shadow suddenly fell on the face of the second fool who was still lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

The slender and bony hands floated above the bruises all over the body, as if there was a warm current passing through the air, and the leaves of the elm tree outside the window were rustled.

And those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Yo, it's rare not to bully people, no, I have to record this great moment with a camera." A frivolous voice suddenly sounded outside the window.

The man stopped what he was doing and turned his head slowly.

A man in black was made on the branch of the elm outside the window, holding a long tobacco rod in his hand, with a playful smile in his obsidian eyes, and one leg drooping, dangling restlessly.

"If you don't stay in your sea well, why come out to find something uncomfortable." The man asked in a low voice.

"Isn't this caring about the revolutionary comrades, and I'm here to say a few words?"

As he said that, the man in black knocked on his cigarette: "It feels like you are very satisfied with him?"

The man with golden pupils glanced at him coldly: "You think too much."

"Oh~" said playfully, "Really? Yes, it's true that I was thinking too much to get to my level and not drive people away~" The man in black took a sip of his cigarette and exhaled a cloud of filth. smoke, rising and drifting in the night—

The man with golden pupils sat lightly on the edge of the bed, looking at the second idiot who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, his brows were slightly frowned with heroic spirit:

"It is said that avoiding harm is the instinct of human beings. Is there a deviation in my understanding?"

Hearing this sentence, the man in black thought for a while, then shrugged his shoulders in relief: "It's true that avoiding harm is an instinct, but after meeting an important person, it really becomes instinct to want to bear all the harm for him."

"But—" the man changed his subject.

He smiled sarcastically: "You have to know that human beings are much worse than you imagined. They regard themselves as the masters of this world, ruthlessly kill other species, and despise the laws of nature. Therefore, forever You can’t give your heart to humans—”

The man with golden pupils did not say a word, but his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Is that the case?

do not know.

Is it the same with the person on the bed?

And the kindness he showed from the beginning was also his disguise?

"Okay, I've been out at sea for too long, the one at home should be bombarded with phone calls soon, come on, goodbye to you." The man in black jumped off the elm tree and waved his back to the window.

"Little Xueqiu?" Suddenly, the man on the bed called out.

The man with golden pupils immediately turned his head and watched the man carefully.

"Brother will definitely protect you, don't be afraid."

It turned out to be talking in sleep.

The man with golden pupils breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled the blanket to cover him up.

****

Early the next morning, when Song Yinzhi was still lying on the bed and sound asleep, a pot had already exploded under the villa.

People with unknown origins on Baishi started knocking on the door below early in the morning.

Song Yinzhi was woken up abruptly by the noise, sat up, scratched his neck, looked sleepily at the clock on the wall, as if he was still in a dream and had not returned to the real world.

The little baby was lying next to him, reading a picture story book, with a little foot dangling by the bed, and it seemed that he was in a rare good mood.

"Why are you so noisy?" Song Yinzhi yawned big, and went downstairs in his pajamas.

There seems to be something wrong.

But I can't tell what's wrong.

He scratched his hair and thought for a long time with his unintelligent little head, but he couldn't figure out why.

The knocking on the door became more and more intense, and Song Yinzhi believed that they were going to break through the door.

"Here we come." He woke up with a jerk, and hurried to open the door.

Before he could see who was coming, a microphone was impolitely poked over, almost poking him in the mouth.

"Hello, Mr. Song! We are reporters from the Metropolitan Daily. I heard that you saw an extinct prehistoric shark in the second bathroom yesterday. Can you describe the situation in detail?"

"Mr. Song, hello, we are the staff of the Institute of Paleontology. Our professor would like to invite you to the institute. Do you have time?"

"Hello, Mr. Song! We are the commissioners of the special case investigation team. I heard that you took a child to the beach yesterday and encountered a prehistoric monster. Can we meet that child?"

Ten people with a hundred mouths, more questions than stars, making Song Yinzhi's brain buzzing.

"I heard that you saw a giant python before, is it true?"

Song Yinzhi took a deep breath and put on a smiling face as much as possible: "Fake, please don't cause unnecessary social panic. In fact, they are ordinary sharks and snakes, the ones that can be seen everywhere, and they are just exaggerated by those who are interested."

When adults speak, they naturally don't believe it.

"I heard that the witness also has a child, can we interview him?"

"No, the baby is only one and a half years old, what can you explain clearly, and there are so many of you, it will scare him, why don't you interview him when he is older." Song Yinzhi said close the door.

"But Mr. Song, if this is indeed the case, if you don't report it to the organization in time, will you be able to bear the responsibility if something goes wrong?" one of the female reporters said eloquently.

"Besides, we heard that your little baby has weird eyes, and there are no foreigners in the family, or are you hiding something on purpose?" The female reporter continued to be relentless, as if Song Yinzhi didn't admit it personally today. The monsters are all released by him and she won't leave.

"Genetic mutations, recessive genes, and many other reasons can cause the baby's eye color to change. It's not a big deal, and you treat a baby aggressively. I just want to ask what your intentions are."

"It is our responsibility as journalists to convey the truth to the masses." That reporter raised his head proudly, his eyes were firm, and he said it as if he was serious.

It's not a big deal, if prehistoric creatures really appeared, the material cost alone would be enough to support the entire newspaper office.

"Protecting the young flowers of the motherland is also my responsibility as a citizen of the country. If I have nothing else to do, I will be busy. Everyone, please go slowly."

In fact, accept an interview, show your face on TV, and increase your followers on Weibo, why not do it.

But it just couldn't touch his bottom line——

The little baby who was still lying on the bed reading a book of fairy tales.

Saying that, Song Yinzhi turned his head and shouted to the dazed Yaoji who was still in front of the kennel: "Chicken, see off the guests."

"Wow!" The 50-pound big dog rushed over like an arrow when he heard his name.

The gang of unscrupulous reporters ran away in fright, cursing and making noise.

When he returned to the room, the baby was staggering up his toes to get the feeding bottle on the table, his little face was flushed with suffocation, but because of his short limbs, he couldn't get it anyway. Even so, he didn't like other babies because of taking the bottle. If you don't get it, you will feel wronged.

His expression was still calm, but his movements were firm.

Song Yinzhi hurried over, took the baby bottle, and gently hugged him: "Brother hasn't made neinei for you yet, we Xueqiu are hungry, brother will prepare breakfast for you soon."

In the past, as long as he hugged him, the little baby would struggle all the time. Today, not only did he not struggle, but he even snuggled into Song Yinzhi's arms very intimately, with his little hands gently placed on Song Yinzhi's shoulders, and he seemed to be very dependent on him.

After preparing the milk powder, I held the baby in the living room and watched TV while feeding him milk.

The group of annoying spirits outside also left in a hurry, and there were only a few who were more stubborn than donkeys, and they would not leave, even if they squatted until the end of time, they would squat the little baby out.

Song Yinzhi thought, if this group of people had the same enthusiasm for studying back then, now they are at Tsinghua University and Peking University in the morning.

In the end, Song Yinzhi still underestimated the patience of these people, squatting for a day after day, and even moved the tent over, cooking noodles inside!

In fact, Song Yinzhi thought he had a pretty good temper, but these people's endless entanglement finally wore away the last bit of his good temper.

He called the police, but the police said directly, "You are the witness of the prehistoric creature, Mr. Song? Are you free to come to the police station?"

Well, it's all just one nostril.

Simply, without doing anything, Song Yinzhi made a very bold decision——

He wants to take the baby and leave this place of right and wrong!