villain daddy's little boy

This was the first time Tang Yu encountered such a situation.

The child, who was as soft as glutinous rice balls, was tightly attached to his arm. Through the child's thin shirt, he could still feel the child's higher temperature than the adult's.

The boy's fat lotus root arms trembled slightly in the air, and his fingers were so fat that they had four dimples, tightly clutching the hem of his clothes.

He had never been so needed.

Tang Yu lowered his eyes, the little boy's eyes were already a little swollen, and he was still looking at Tang Yu's face seriously, waiting for Tang Yu to speak.

He opened his mouth, but stopped, picked up the chubby cub and walked to the kitchen.

"My eyes are swollen, I need to apply it."

He ended up dodging the question anyway.

A person who can't even support himself has any qualifications to raise a little prince.

Although both hands were wrapped in gauze, Tang Yu's movements were still very flexible, and it was more than enough to hold a kid who looked fat but was not heavy.

The little boy stubbornly wanted an answer: "Dad, Zaizai..."

"Why did you come in?" Che Ziyu was cooking porridge, when he turned around and saw Tang Yu hugging the child in his hands wrapped in rice dumplings, he was so frightened that he hurriedly picked up the boy.

Seeing the little baby's red and swollen eyes, he was surprised for a moment, and was covered with dense distress.

"What's the matter baby, are you scared?" He softly coaxed the baby, put the baby on the stove, wiped the baby's face while paying attention to the other's expression.

Xi Zai shook his head, just looked at Tang Yu with his mouth pursed, and sniffed, "Zai Zai, a little bit, I'm afraid."

Che Ziyu stuck to Xi Zai's face, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Tomorrow, Dad will take the guys to take them all together and tell them to scare our baby."

"Here you go," Tang Yu said forcefully, holding an ice pack in his right hand, and pushing Che Ziyu away with his left hand, ready to apply ice to Xixi.

Tang Yu knew a little better. He found a clean towel and wrapped the ice pack to reduce the chill as much as possible. Che Ziyu leaned on the stove with his arms folded, and smiled when he saw Tang Yu's earnest expression on applying the ice pack.

"Care about me?"

Tang Yu took a deep breath, "I'm afraid you will never return."

"That's right, if I leave, who will take care of the child for you," Che Ziyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Xi Zai, "Baby, right?"

The little baby's eyes were blocked by the ice towel. In the darkness, he subconsciously attached Tang Yu's hand with his small fleshy hand, and pressed it tightly to increase his sense of security.

Hearing Che Ziyu calling him, he was still a little dazed: "What?"

Che Ziyu: "..."

Not long after, the corner of Tang Yu's mouth curved into an inconspicuous arc.

Papa Che grinded his back teeth, and there was nothing he could do about the little bastard, so he could only pat Xizai's little butt lightly, and turned around to cook the porridge conscientiously.

The living room was too messy and there were bloodstains everywhere. Tang Yu didn't want to take the child there, but it was fine here.

He chatted with Che Ziyu casually.

"Today's tutoring..."

"I owe it first," Che Ziyu said, "Tonight, let's change the tutoring into a general cleaning, and take Zai Zai to experience the sense of collective honor."

"Let him make trouble?" Tang Yu asked coolly.

"Zai Zai is not messy," Xi Zai listened, trying to defend himself, "Zai Zai, clean."

"Clean ass, do you know what we're talking about, little bastard?" Che Ziyu sneered, and tapped Xizai's little nose with his warm fingertips.

"Say you don't know anything, you can only watch."

Xixi is not convinced by these words. You can say that he is fat, but how can you say that he knows nothing?

Zai Zai tried his best to explain to his father, "Dad, Zai Zai knows, many, many, Zai Zai knows, learn!"

"Well, you're smarter than your big dad," Tang Yu said with a smile in his cool voice, and the words he said were intimacy that he didn't even notice.

"You know everything, he's the one who makes trouble."

"Yes," Zai Zai nodded heavily, "Zai Zai, smart and capable!"

"How capable," Che Ziyu interjected lazily, "Big Daddy can cook, can Zai Zai cook?"

"Zai Zai, yes, eat!" Xi Zai emphasized that he was strong, and Tang Yu couldn't help but smile when he listened.

Che Ziyu continued to talk, "Nonsense, you see your little dad is laughing at you."

Laugh, laugh at Zai Zai?

Xi Zai was shocked, his father would not laugh at him!

Although Dad often doesn't want him, Dad likes Zai Zai the most, and Zai Zai can feel it.

Duzui, Xixi had already started struggling to pull Tang Yu's hand away to see if Tang Yu was smiling.

Tang Yu was helpless by the little fat boy, "Che Ziyu."

With a smile in his eyes, Che Zi squeezed Xiao Zai's hand and cursed lightly: "Little idiot."

Xixi was pissed off when she heard that!

Children's attention is relatively scattered, and they can be diverted quickly. They joked with Che Ziyu for a while, forgetting about whether his father answered his question or not.

While attracting Zai Zai's attention, Che Ziyu served out the porridge, and whispered to Tang Yu, "Fortunately, I brought some stewed vegetables when I came back, otherwise we can only have porridge now."

Tang Yu was about to stretch out his hand, but Che Ziyu avoided his movement, "You can't use your hands, I'll do it."

Tang Yu had no choice but to carry the chubby cub out of the kitchen and eat together in the living room.

After half an hour of cold compresses, the chubby boy's eyes have begun to subside, but they are still reddened, pitiful.

Feeling guilty, Tang Yu didn't eat, but used his flexible fingers to feed the children.

"Ah!"

The little boy dangled his feet, his eyes were shining with the stars again, Tang Yu fed him a mouthful, and he obediently took a mouthful.

Sometimes when I saw delicious side dishes, I would shake my head and put Tang Yu's hand to his mouth, "Dad, eat, pig ears!"

Worried about being hungry at night, Che Ziyu brought a lot of cold dishes, mixed with spicy and non-spicy flavors, Zai Zai's favorite is pig's ears, which are crispy and chewy enough.

Like an obedient dragon presenting treasures to the princess, he handed everything he thought good to Tang Yu, and then looked at him with shining eyes, waiting for his praise.

Such a child, how could he not want to...

"Okay." He replied in a low voice, and swallowed the pig's ears and porridge together.

After swallowing, Tang Yu rubbed the little boy's head, his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Okay."

As long as he doesn't starve to death, Xixi will never miss a meal.

Tang Yu was still feeding the child seriously, Che Ziyu glanced at the two of them, speeded up the cooking, and took over the work in Tang Yu's hands after eating.

As soon as he came, he picked up a piece of pig's ear that Zai Zai liked, mixed it with porridge and fed it to Zai Zai's mouth.

Zai Zai has already eaten Tang's father's meal, and he is still in a good mood now. He opened his mouth wide and let out a big "ah", waiting for his father to deliver the meal to his mouth.

Unfortunately, his father was a poor hand, and when he raised it to Zai Zai's mouth, and Zai Zai was about to close his mouth, he slowly pulled it out again.

Xi Zai looked at Che Ziyu in a daze, "Dad?"

Che Ziyu replied slowly, "Father is here."

Zai Zai felt wronged: "Fan, where is Fan Fan?"

Che Ziyu's tone was up and down, like an ancient concubine who was bitter and jealous, "Tsk tsk tsk, you really deserve to be a little faint king, and your heart won't be covered by rain and dew?"

Xi Zai didn't understand, and looked at Che Ziyu blankly, "Zai Zai, no, not Little Hunjun."

Although Zai Zai didn't understand what kind of species Little Hun Jun was, he felt that his big daddy didn't speak well of him!

Che Ziyu approached, pinched the boy's face and asked, "No? Why don't you give the pig's ears to Dad?"

Zai Zai softly defended, "Here, here it is, Dad eats it, it's in his belly!"

Che Ziyu: "..."

"puff."

Tang Yu couldn't help it, and accidentally made a noise. He quickly clenched his fist and covered his lips to prevent his smile from expanding.

Che Ziyu took a deep breath: "Little bastard, am I not your father?"

Zai Zai was silent for a while, Zai Zai slowly opened his eyes wide, and Zai Zai pouted unobtrusively, choosing, ask Dad for help!

He moved his little butt and reached out to grab Tang Yu's clothes, but Che Ziyu grabbed him quickly.

Che Ziyu directly wrapped the little boy in his arms, "Say it quickly, I won't let you go if you don't tell my king!"

Xi Zai put his head on Che Ziyu's chest in embarrassment, and said in a childlike voice, "No, the king is not, not dad, you, you, you can't..."

"You're still reasonable," Che Ziyu raised his eyebrows with his hands on the boy's forehead, "Say, who will give the pig's ears to?"

Zai Zai was wronged and declared his love loudly without hesitation: "Here, Big Daddy!"

Only then did Che Ziyu rub the cub's head like a victorious fighting chicken, and put the cub on the seat.

"So nice."

Xi Zai nodded heavily, "Be good, Zai Zai!"

But when Che Ziyu went to wash the dishes, the obedient Zai Zai still held Tang Yu's hand nostalgicly, and whispered, "Zai Zai, keep a lot of it, give it to Dad!"

After a pause, Tang Yu still gently picked up the cub, "Okay."

The hour hand turned little by little, and the summer heat seemed to bake into the bottom of Tang Yu's heart. It was warm, as if [-]-degree hot spring water flowed through.

People have been sent to him, he will not let go.

-

At ten o'clock in the evening, the little chubby boy finally fell asleep listening to the story that Che's father tried hard to piece together. After Che Ziyu coaxed the child, he still turned around and went to sleep on the sofa consciously, but before going there, he had a heart-to-heart talk with Tang Yu.

"Little Yu'er," Che Ziyu sat sideways on the edge of the bed, looking at the little chubby boy's flushed cheeks, his voice became gentle, "The child is very dependent on you."

"Well," Tang Yu responded in a low voice, and straightened the quilt for the child.

Che Ziyu seemed to ask casually, "Do you want to register for him?"

Tang Yu paused, didn't say whether he wanted to, but said, "It's still early."

He is not yet an adult, he is not yet capable of taking care of the cub, and he cannot use his power to register the child under his own name. He is not yet sure that he can really raise the child.

But he didn't say no, he just said it was still early.

He will give himself a deadline, enclose the child in his own life circle, selfishly and shamelessly, occupy the light.

"Then I'll say hello to the police station, don't be kidnapped by someone with a heart," Che Ziyu said, and suddenly patted Tang Yu on the shoulder, "And me, what's the relationship between us, don't worry too much."

Tang Yu lowered his eyes and stopped talking, but changed the subject and said, "You should go to bed."

Che Ziyu raised his hand and laughed, "Okay, okay, good night in advance."

"Tsk, we are probably the first to go to bed in the second party of high school."

Which high school student goes to bed at ten o'clock!

Tang Yu followed Che Ziyu out and turned off the lights on the way, noncommittal.

In the dark bedroom, the faint night light came in, only bringing up a little hazy light and shadow, his expression was hidden in the darkness, barely visible.

What's the relationship between them?

The author says:

Xi Zai (wrench fingers): Zai Zai’s pig ear should be given to Daddy, Daddy will be given one, Daddy’s pig ear will be given to Daddy...

Big Daddy: ...