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"Enoch."

"Call Dad."

"Enoch."

"Call Dad."

"Enoch."

"Call Dad."

"younger brother."

"..."

"I don't know why, I just want to call it that."

Sitting on the sofa with a plush toy in his arms, the black-haired child remained motionless, except for his eyeballs following the handsome man mopping the floor in the living room. Showing his muscular back and belly, it's a perfect figure, if you don't notice the creepy stitched scar around his neck.

But obviously, the boy sitting on the sofa didn't care about this. His expressionless face seemed to be used to seeing the scars on a man's neck, and his eyes were always glued to him, as if he didn't care about it for a while. Pay attention to the fact that men will disappear from this world.

Under his attention, the man had already finished installing the bookcase - installing the coffee table - adjusting the TV - wiping the dust - watering the potted plants... Now, he is doing the last work of finishing the move, wiping the dust .

"Enoch." The boy put his head on top of the stuffed animal.

"Huh?" The man turned his head and saw such a cute scene of the boy and the little bear's JJJ, his voice softened a few degrees, "What's the matter baby?"

"There is still a layer of dust under the TV cabinet. I can see it clearly from here. Why can't you work carefully?"

"Because I have been doing hygiene all day, now I can't straighten my waist." The love disappeared instantly, and the man straightened his waist with a flick of the rag, "You have such good eyes, so careful, so cleanliness, you do it!"

"You want a kid to work?"

"And you know you're a kid—what kid calls daddy by his first name?"

"It's like this all over the world."

"This is not the case in China!"

"Are you a foreigner."

"But I love the Chinese culture with a long history, and I have moved here for a long time, haven't you seen it?" The man walked to the soft sofa and sat down on his buttocks, and picked up the kid next to him and put it in his On the knee, "You tell me, after Dad's hard day. What should you say?"

Frigga paused, and three seconds later, he turned his head and placed a quick kiss on the man's lips: "You have worked hard."

"It's almost there."

Frigg wiped her lips: "Can the dust be wiped off? Look at it from my perspective, it's really obvious—"

"..."

……

In fact, Enoch didn't know whether Frigga was always so annoying when he was a child.

In fact, this is also the first time he tried to revive Frigga, and he stayed by his side every step of the way... Before, he was always used to creating Frigga and leaving him alone, leaving himself out of Adam's body Li pulled out and waited for Frigga to grow up as a human being, creating Experimental No. [-], and then he ran into No. [-]'s body and changed positions.

But this time is different.

He had a great innovation—for example, "Professor Enoch" no longer died young, he lived well, and had a son named "Frigg".

Enoch has really become a father in the sense of "Frigg". This is definitely a new identity for a man besides a new challenge. He doesn't have to worry about whether this guy who is overflowing with the heart of the Virgin is trying to save some second child. If you use time backtracking to hurt yourself, you only need to worry about whether your son will be full tonight.

This is good.

Although the degree of worry is not comparable to that of Enoch, a novice father.

"..."

Squeezing the rag, he wiped off the dust that Frigga emphasized. Maybe it was because he moved too much or for some other reason. When he lowered his head to wipe the dust, the TV close at hand "beeped" and turned on. A second later, it went off again with a "snap".

The newly bought TV is broken.

Enuo turned his head and saw the boy with an innocent face holding the remote control at a glance. The latter pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "The Little Shenlong Club is about to start..."

"How can I turn on the TV when it's wet from wiping dust! Ah, I should have come here if I knew you were going to turn on the TV, ah, why on earth should I listen to you and come here to wipe this broken dust? How can there be dust?! The rag is cleaner than your face—" Enoch threw the rag, and went to fiddle with the broken TV set without fearing that his hands would still be wet, while thinking, "It seems like you made a decision that time That's right..."

In the face of men's complaints, the boy seems to be used to it.

He even calmly watched his father repair the TV, and the blue electric current buzzed on the man's hand without being moved——

Finally the TV came on.

The cheerful cartoon opening song came from the TV.

Enoch rubbed his hands that were a little numb from the electric current but nothing serious, looked at the kid sitting on the sofa, and leaned towards him involuntarily as if attracted by a magnet—Frigal hugged Watching TV seriously for a while with the doll, suddenly threw the doll away, and said to Enoch, "Shall I cook for you tonight?"

After finishing his work with great difficulty, the man whose buttocks were about to fall off the sofa subconsciously stood up again. He didn't see any joy but instead asked warily, "Why?"

"I suddenly thought of it, and I always feel like I owe you a meal." Frigg supported her chin and frowned, "What is your expression? Could this be considered a decision that would lead to bad consequences? Make a meal Can I set my new house on fire?"

"..." Enoch thought for a while and said, "Last time you said you wanted to cook for me, and then went out to look for ingredients, about three hours later, let alone the house, the whole world was burned clean."

Frigga showed a disdainful expression of "you're kidding me": "...How is it possible? I wouldn't do such a thing."

"Believe me, my feelings at the time were even more ridiculous than yours now." Enoch rolled his eyes, "Although I really want to eat the food you cook, this world is not blessed to enjoy it."

However, Frigga didn't want to pay attention to his nonsense at all, and he played with the remote control in his hand: "If you want to eat dumplings, let's eat dumplings? Enuo, I'll make dumplings for you."

"Dumplings?" The man touched his chin, "Dumplings are pretty good, with a high safety factor..."

"I want mutton stuffed with scallions, the supermarket we went to sell last time—"

"That supermarket closed down."

"Then let's go to the vegetable market to buy green onions."

"The vegetable market I went to caught fire and closed for three months."

"..."

"..."

Three seconds of silence.

"I'm really a plague god." The boy said with emotion.

"That's not it, who is joking with you." The man patted his head, "There are pork and leeks at home, just eat this as soon as you can, I'll make noodles, don't run around—"

Frigga jumped off the sofa: "It's agreed that I'll do it for you, making face-to-face is also one of the important work items, so I'll go to make face-to-face, you wait here for me—"

Enoch looked at the back of Frigga running towards the kitchen with his slippers on, hesitating to speak.

Three minutes later, he was not surprised to hear the loud sound of heavy objects falling to pieces from the kitchen, and then he watched Frigga return empty-handed and said calmly, "There is no flour at home."

Five minutes later, the father and son, holding an empty washbasin, shamelessly knocked on the door of Professor Chu’s house next door—because Enoch was the one who decided to borrow the flour, the whole process went very smoothly, and they borrowed it. Enough flour for them to make dumplings for a year, and even Professor Chu's wife was almost borrowed to help...

In the end Enoch refused.

Frigga seemed quite willing to agree.

So Enoch wanted to refuse even more.

After all, Mrs. Chu was able to enjoy the beautiful world this time, and there was no need to go through such a stupid thing as sudden death due to inexplicable flour allergy shock while wrapping dumplings.

The father and son went home and closed the door again. Frigga looked very happy. He hugged the washbasin and kicked his shoes and jumped onto the dining table. The face... the appearance of being familiar with the road.

Enoch went around behind him and picked up the sleeves for him without moving his hands away—now Frigga was standing on the chair, just tall enough for him to put his hands on his waist, and he stuck his head out from his shoulders Watching Frigga pounding on the basin with her little hands, she looked at it for a while and asked, "Have you searched the database?"

"searched."

"I will go to school in the future, and I will not be allowed to search when the exam will not pass."

"Databases are for searching."

"You are not allowed to do that during the exam." Enoch pinched the tip of Frigga's nose, "That's cheating."

"Then I won't go to school." Frigg said without hesitation.

"That doesn't work either, you just go to kindergarten for me tomorrow."

"How dare you talk to me like that."

"I'm your old man, I can talk to you with my ass."

The man's voice sounded lazy, and he patted the little butt of the man in his arms as he spoke-it felt good enough to play Q, but to be honest, he missed the adult version of Frigga's body even more.

Both aesthetics and operability combined into one.

"Well, I still have to find an adult body for you in the future."

"?"

"I also don't think I'm suitable to be your father, but it's more suitable to be your husband."

"I'm still a child, don't say such inexplicable things to me." Frigg rubbed the dough back and forth, "It sounds like you're committing a crime."

"I think so too." Enuo looked up to the sky and sighed, "This is also the reason why I didn't like to watch you grow up in the past. The cabbage I raised always felt a bit difficult to handle by myself—"

"If someone else raises it, you can do it."

"That's right, the vegetable seeds were originally intended to be sown in spring and let me roam happily in the vegetable field in autumn..."

"Enoch."

"what?"

The child in his arms turned around, stretched out his flour-stained hands to hold the man's face, left two small paw prints on that handsome face, and asked earnestly, "How did we start from making dumplings and noodles?" The topic of talking about adult content?"

Those black eyes flickered.

Enoch's heart moved, he lowered his head and dropped a light kiss on the eyelashes that blinked like black butterflies: "I don't know either."

"..."

"But please, Frigg."

"what?"

"Grow up quickly."

"Oh."

Frigg stood on tiptoe, and placed a kiss on the man's lips——

"Okay, Enoch. No problem."