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Chapter 124 The little brat is quite lovable.

Jiang Nuo was slightly taken aback: "How did you know?"

"..." The man looked helpless.

He's become an appendage to the little brat.

Despite his helplessness, Xuan Yan wasn't angry. Instead, he leaned closer to the screen, extended his fingertip, and pointed to his own head: "Little thing, look."

In front of the screen, the girl frowned and muttered, "What are you looking at? Da Bao isn't on your head."

Xuan Yan paused in his movements.

You finally get to talk to him on the phone, and all you can say is about Da Bao, right?

"Haven't you noticed that my hair has thinned quite a bit these past few days? It's all because of taking care of that little guy. I think if this continues, I'll go bald sooner or later." The man's beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to ripple with water.

Upon hearing this, the girl was taken aback.

But then she chuckled unconsciously; it was the first time she had ever heard such a humorous way of putting it.

"Who told you to take my baby? If you had just returned him, none of this would have happened. It's not like I begged you to raise him. How dare you complain?"

Since they took human form, Erbao and her daughter haven't seen their older brother.

But she knew that no matter how much she pleaded, that damned fox Xuan Yan would never return Da Bao.

She only hoped to successfully bring her son home at the upcoming Castile family banquet.

"If I give the child back to you, you probably won't answer my calls for a year or two."

The man on the throne rose: "Wait here, I'll go and fetch the little guy."

Watching the departing figure in the video, Jiang Nuo sighed softly. In fact, after this period of time, she felt that her impression of Xuan Yan was a little strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

This man had bullied her before.

Now everyone's scrambling to raise her baby.

Logically speaking, she should hate this man to death, but... it seems that her hatred has faded a bit?

……

In a side room of the Beast God Temple.

There sat a cute little boy at the table, his head hanging low.

The screen in front of me is filled with learning materials, practice questions from today's lesson on common sense and talents.

However, the little one's two chubby hands were clenched into fists, and he seemed a bit absent-minded.

The silver feathers on its head also drooped down.

The little girl looked a bit aggrieved and frustrated.

The two servants standing nearby exchanged glances, but neither dared to ask a question.

"Yinxiao, come here for a second."

Xuan Yan appeared at the door, calling out Da Bao's name, but the next second she realized something was wrong.

Has the little brat been crying?

Although Da Bao had his head down, there were several tear streaks on his chubby little face, and his little mouth was pouting so high that it could almost hold soy sauce.

"what happened?!"

Anger flashed across the man's face in an instant. He strode up to the two waiters and said in a cold voice, "What have you done? How are you serving us?!"

The two waiters turned pale with fright: "We didn't! We know nothing!"

Seemingly sensing that the man was angry with others, the little boy at the table raised his head, wriggled his little body, and "slipped" off the chair.

Then she walked over to Xuan Yan, tugged at his sleeve, and mumbled to the man, "Bad uncle, I, I want to go home, I miss my mommy!"

The waiters nearby were once again embarrassed.

The nickname "bad uncle" has been around since the first word this winged baby uttered, but what's puzzling is that the Palace Master doesn't seem to mind.

Xuan Yan's eyes flickered slightly.

But his body instinctively squatted down.

His large hand touched the little boy's head, bringing it level with the little dumpling in front of him: "Just because of this?"

When he asked again, the little boy couldn't help but wipe away his tears and nod pitifully, his beautiful silver feather almost drooping to his forehead.

"Waaah, they said, they said, they said I don't have a mother, they said my mother doesn't want me anymore, waaah—" The little one became more and more upset as she spoke.

Tears streamed down my face like a burst dam.

Her little face was all dirty from crying.

He looked both aggrieved and funny.

But Xuan Yan's expression darkened.

"Who said that?"

What kind of incompetent fool is he? How dare he talk to a brat like that?!
The little boy lowered his head, tears falling to the ground in a "plop plop" sound: "Waaah, my classmates all say that, and even the teacher asked me about it..."

"Damn it!"

Hearing the baby's answer, the man's anger intensified. He held the little dumpling's face and said, "Listen, little one, you're not allowed to cry."

Even so, the little one's tears continued to flow, leaving Xuan Yan feeling extremely helpless: "Could it be that you've inherited your mother's incontinence of tears again?"

in his impression.

The little one can cry on cue.

So, seeing his little one crying so hard, the image of the girl crying weakly in the past kept flashing before his eyes, and the pain in his heart gradually became clear.

"Mom, Mommy?"

Sure enough, upon hearing the word "Mom," the baby stopped crying and raised his little head to look at the man.

“Your mother is waiting to video chat with you. Don’t cry. Don’t pay attention to what those people at school are saying. Your mother hasn’t abandoned you. You’re just staying with me temporarily. In a while… I’ll send you back.”

"Really? Really?"

The little dumpling's eyes lit up, and the tears flowed back; its chubby little face was incredibly cute.

Xuan Yan feigned seriousness: "Of course it's true, so hurry up and wipe your tears. You're a boy, what kind of behavior is this, crying like this?!"

These days of raising the cubs.

Xuan Yan realized that although Da Bao inherited his father's physical features and talents, his personality traits were more like his mother's. He could vaguely see a microcosm of the girl's daily life in this little guy.

in fact……

The little guy is quite lovable.

At this moment, a soft spot in Xuan Yan's heart seemed to be touched.

"Okay, I won't cry, I want to see Mommy."

When the little boy heard that he had to wipe his tears, he looked around but couldn't find a handkerchief to wipe them with. Then he looked at the "bad uncle" in front of him.

next second.

The little head was buried forward!
Xuan Yan felt as if his chest had been bumped.

"you……"

The little brat snuggled into his arms on his own initiative?
But just as Xuan Yan's heart softened, she realized that something was wrong with what was about to happen!
because--

The little one, nestled in his arms, rubbed against his chest, left and right.

"..."

The fox's face immediately froze.

After rubbing for a few seconds, the little one raised his head again, all the tear stains on his face wiped away. He blinked his bright, sparkling eyes, looking energetic and showing no signs of having cried.

"Bad uncle, I'm going to see Mommy."

As he spoke, the little one waddled towards the main hall, his little legs swaying as he bounced around.

But a few seconds later, a man's angry roar came from inside the room.

"Stinky boy!"

"You, you dared to use my clothes to wipe your dirty face!"

"And also, your snot bubbles!"

The man's anger soared to the heavens, and he wished he could tear the roof off the temple.

The two waiters next to him secretly lowered their heads, looking like they wanted to laugh but dared not.