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"Mother, right now, your dad can be considered to be an elegant and unrestrained man." The little Nezha was still brooding over his elegance.

Xiaoyu picked him up and looked at Night Nine, "I'm a bit."

Nine Night Demon saw her untie her clothes, and her eyes turned dark, "Is that all?"

"Eh?" Little Fishy glanced at Nine Night Demon in a hurry.

Nezha quickly grabbed his lunchbox, causing her strength to be pretty strong. Little Fishy couldn't help but frown.

When Night Nine saw this, he lightly pulled the bundle wrapped around Nezha, "Brat, go easy on your mother."

"Don't restrain him, how can a child not hurt their mother?" She had already become less amused by the other mothers. In fact, every time she fed her milk, she felt that it was unnatural and she also felt like a pervert was spying on her.

The little Nezha listened and drank his milk in satisfaction. He was only protecting his lunchbox.

"Xiaoyu, what program did you prepare tonight?" Night Nine had nothing to say.

"Peacock Dance." Little Fishy casually replied.

"So what do you want tonight?" Night Nine held her cheek in one hand and watched the little fish feed the children. She remembered that the little fish said that in the world she lived in, there were many painters who drew pictures of their mothers nursing their children.

"A peacock skirt." Little Fishy gasped. This little Nezha used too much strength, it hurt so much.

"Peacock skirt? "Alright, I'll go prepare it now." Night. Nine's eyes were filled with emotion.

The little Nezha couldn't hold it in any longer, he let go of his lunchbox and swallowed the milk in his mouth, "I say, do you think this is very interesting?" Even if you want to play a part, are you serious? Can't you play in the Ninth Prince's Mansion? It caused me to become a vagabond as well. "

Hearing this, Fishy's long, shapely eyebrows slanted upwards, "You came yourself, no one is begging you."

Little Nezha curled his lips, "Can I not lower my head?" My lunchbox has been taken away by you. I won't follow you. You deliberately wanted to starve me to death. "

He had already suffered enough and could only watch as the pain passed.

"It's safer for you and your mother here." Night Nine said in a deep voice.

Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment before her mind tightened. Why was the Ninth Marquis' Mansion so much more dangerous than the Storms of the Storms? She felt something flash through her mind, so fast that she couldn't grasp it even if she wanted to.

Obviously, Night Nine didn't want the two of them to worry, so he changed the subject, "What role?"

"He doesn't even know how to play a role, tsk." Nezha disdainfully raised his middle finger.

When Fishy saw this, she hit his hand in hatred and said, "Sven."

"What's so good about being gentle? "It's better to be a gentle scum. I say, mother, you can't also be so old-fashioned in that world, right? You won't be able to get married." Nezha thought of those old women in their research institute who couldn't get married.

"What are you talking about? Your mother is very popular. "

Little Fishy acted as if she was going to hit him, looking guiltily at Night Nine. Ai, such a high quality food was actually eaten by an old grandaunt like her, how would he feel about that?

"I, your mother, am a person who loves seeing people with flowers and flowers blooming in their factories. Sigh. In short, the degree of my popularity is absolutely not something that a proud and elegant person like you could understand, but actually, a coquettish person would not be able to understand." Fishy glared at Nezha. The more she lied, the more it would become true. She had no doubt about it.

The women who transmigrated to ancient times were basically women who had been abandoned. They couldn't find men in that world, so they came from ancient times, and love that had transcended thousands of years couldn't be married. They had no choice but to transmigrate to ancient times, how could they compare to the men they transmigrated from ancient times?

Even though little Nezha had revived his life, he was still quite masculine.

After resting for a while, Nezha intended to eat some more, but he found that the lunchbox was gone. He pulled on Little Fishy's clothes in dissatisfaction. Sigh, he hadn't eaten his fill yet.

Feeling the sinister gaze, Nezha raised his head in confusion. Looking at the expression on Little Fishy's face as she gnashed her teeth in anger, he realized he made a huge mistake. How could he talk so fast and say something unpleasant while eating?

The little Nezha rolled his eyes and put on a flattering smile, looking down on himself in his heart, "Old lady, no, beauty, I think it's because you're too popular with men. You can't stand it any longer, so you came here. Yes, it's like this."

Glancing at the little fish who had indifferently put him aside and reached out to hold the hand of Night Nine, he hardened his heart and decided to carry on the flattery to the end.

"Xiaoyu, Nezha doesn't seem to have eaten his fill." Seeing Nezha swallow his saliva, he couldn't help but remind him.

"I know, it's the old ancestor's rule to not talk while eating. Since he likes to talk, then just let him feed us after he's done." Fishy shrugged.

"Little Jiu, I'll help you massage your shoulders." Little Fishy smiled sweetly at Ninefire.

Hearing this, Night Nine looked at the little fish affectionately, turned over and fell down.

Nezha originally wanted to start a gang, but he didn't expect Night Nine to ignore him. He waved his hand, opened and closed his mouth, then closed it, unable to utter a single word.

How could Xiaoyu bear to see her son starve? After a while, she looked at Nezha and pretended to be surprised. "Hey, little Nezha, why aren't you talking anymore."

Night Nine quickly answered, "He must be hungry, you should feed him some milk first, I don't need it."

Little Fishy stepped down from the slope and said, "You're right, so I'll feed him first."

Nezha was furious. If he was wearing a crown, how could there be such a heartless parent in this world?

However, he finally learnt from his mistakes that he mustn't offend the person who was in charge of his job, especially the woman. He despised Confucius, but he finally understood that the essence was what he had come up with. Old Teacher Kong had once said that only a woman and a vile character were hard to raise. It was indeed a famous saying.

The little Nezha drank his milk as he summed up his experiences. As expected, silence was gold. He finally understood the benefits of this famous saying.

Little Fishy looked at Nezha, who was choking on his milk, then glanced at Night Nine, "Little Nine, something big has happened in the palace, so you have to be extra careful when you do anything."

"I know." "Yes," Night Nine promised.

Little Fishy glanced at him, trying not to speak. The Wind and Rain Tower was the royal family's gathering place for intelligence, who knew if there would be any kind of eavesdropping system here, even if there wasn't. Even if the walls had ears, they still had to pay attention to them, so she didn't dare to speak freely no matter what she wanted to say.