Father is a villainous Buddhist disciple? He'll just be beaten into the light of the righteous

Shen Ji got another beating from Shen Jiyuan.

Shen Ji angrily pounced on his lap and bit him hard, then jumped off the sofa like an eel and dashed out of the living room, crawling into the doghouse and locking himself in.

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

He hissed in pain, quickly pulled up his trouser leg to look, and saw a clear ring of teeth marks on his fair thigh.

Shen Jiyuan gritted his teeth and fiercely pulled down his trouser leg. Hehehe, if he hadn't been wearing loose loungewear, he wouldn't have been able to see this view!

Peony looked at his dark face, swallowed hard, and instinctively wanted to slide off the sofa, but she managed to hold back.

"Uncle Shen... Uncle Shen." He shrank back and called out cautiously.

Shen Jiyuan, like a monster about to transform, gritted his teeth and lowered his eyes, "What are you doing?!"

Peony trembled with fear, her eyes darting around, and whispered, "You...you're going bankrupt?"

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

The other party didn't speak, but Peony seemed even more certain. Forgetting his fear, he hurriedly said, "Uncle Shen... if you're bankrupt and can't afford to raise the little chick, you... you can raise it for me."

"My uncle can afford to raise them, so I can let him raise the little chicks."

He couldn't let his little chick go wandering; he still needed to wait for his little chick's magical power to return so he could see his parents.

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

"Get lost!" he snapped, lifting him off the sofa. "Who said I was going bankrupt? Your uncle?"

Peony asked, bewildered, "Didn't Little Sacrifice just cry and shout that your family was doomed?"

"They even said Uncle Shen was going to act in Thunderstorm."

He asked, even more confused, "What's a thunderstorm? Is it going to thunder today?"

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

He took a deep breath, calm down, calm down, a good adult doesn't bother with a brat.

He smiled, his expression incredibly kind and gentle. "Yes, it's about to rain, and Uncle will soon have some free time. Are you happy?"

Peony looked up, bewildered. "Huh?"

What makes Uncle Shen happy when he has some free time?

He was not happy at all. With Uncle Shen around, Little Chicken Brother ignored him and he couldn't help Little Chicken Brother improve his divine power.

Shen Jiyuan patted his head. "What? Do you know what your uncle likes to do most on rainy days?"

Peony sensed something was wrong, swallowed hard, and asked, "What?"

Shen Jiyuan's large hand smacked his head like a practitioner of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. "Uncle, I'm just too bored on this rainy day. Anyway, I'm just killing time, so..."

Peony stared blankly at him.

Shen Jiyuan chuckled, "Don't force me to slap you."

Peony: "..."

He didn't dare to speak, and quickly slipped off the sofa and ran back to his room.

Then, with great devotion, he bowed towards the window and said, "Dear gods and goddesses, please bless the little chick's bottom."

Shen Jiyuan originally wanted to give the brat another beating. He dared to mock him and even bite him. He's really spoiled!

But his steps slowed down as he walked away. He took a breath and scratched his bald head in frustration.

Actually, he was in the wrong just now.

Knowing full well that the brat was particularly bothered by his past crush on Yun Qingqing, and that he had already put that matter behind him, he still brought it up to joke with the brat. Wasn't that just stabbing the brat in the heart?

In the end, the brat still doesn't feel very secure.

He sighed and decided to let the kid go for now.

He touched his pocket, intending to call his mother, but found that his phone wasn't in his pocket.

He then remembered that his phone seemed to be with that brat.

Shen Jiyuan sighed again. Only that brat dared to touch his things without permission. Even Qingqing didn't dare to touch his personal belongings.

snort!

He's given that brat so many privileges, yet he still doesn't feel safe?

What more do you want from him?

Do you expect him to come over in three minutes for a kiss, a hug, and to lift me up high?

Shen Jiyuan shook his head with a chill. He walked to the doghouse in the yard, but before he could open the door, he heard a burst of laughter coming from inside.

"Haha, brother, you're so funny."

"See you tomorrow at noon."

"Well, if you're wearing black, then I'll wear white. Black and white will match perfectly!"

"Okay, okay, goodbye brother~"

"..."

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

With a dark expression, he yanked open the doghouse door and grabbed Shen Ji by the back of the collar, lifting him out like a chick. "Brother, brother?" he said through gritted teeth. "You seem to be having a lot of fun, don't you?"

Shen Ji thrashed about with his short legs, "Old Deng, put me down!"

Shen Jiyuan slapped him on the backside. "Who gave you permission to go out?"

Shen Ji snorted, "So you're allowed to be a simp and act like Lei Yu, but I'm not allowed to go out and meet pretty girls?"

Shen Jiyuan said with a dark face, "I was just kidding! Don't say things like that again."

Shen Ji was taken aback, turned his head to look at the other person suspiciously, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Really?"

Shen Jiyuan sighed helplessly. Sure enough, the brat still cared a lot. He sighed again, softened his voice, and said gently, "Really."

Shen Ji still didn't believe him, glancing at him sideways, "You don't like Aunt Qingqing anymore?"

Shen Jiyuan hummed in agreement again. "Didn't you say you wouldn't let me be a simp? I don't like your Aunt Qingqing anymore, I'll like you from now on, okay?"

Shen Ji blinked, covered her face shyly, and said, "Ew~ Daddy, you're so mean~ I'm so shy~"

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

He scooped the person up and pulled them into his arms with a disgruntled expression. "I don't agree to you meeting strangers! You're not allowed to leave the house tomorrow!"

Shen Ji pouted, "Dad, I already made plans with that girl!"

"That's not true either..."

"muamuamuamua~" Shen Ji hugged Shen Jiyuan's neck and showered him with kisses on the face. "Daddy, please let me go, please let me go this once, I won't go again."

"Daddy, Daddy~~"

"Daddy, I love you, Daddy~~"

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

His face flushed red, and his arms around Shen Ji froze involuntarily.

It felt as if an endless raging fire shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, burning his ears as if they were being roasted.

He abruptly covered Shen Ji's mouth as she leaned in again, turned his head away, glanced at her, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Don't you dare spit your saliva on my face!"

"Mmm..." Shen Ji forcefully pried his hands away, her eyes darting around, and then she pounced on him, hugging his neck and saying in a pitiful voice, "Daddy, are you disgusted with me?"

"But Mom doesn't dislike the baby."

"Mommy kisses me every day and fulfills all my wishes, waaaaah... Daddy, I miss Mommy, I want Mommy..."

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

His heart skipped a beat, and finally, with a sigh, he leaned in again, saying irritably, "Fine, fine, go ahead and kiss me."

Shen Ji blinked. "Daddy, do you still dislike baby's drool?"

Shen Jiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Do you really have to spit? Can't you be a little gentler?"

Shen Ji: "..."

He gave Shen Jiyuan another kiss on the cheek. "Dad, can I go out for a seafood feast tomorrow?"

Shen Jiyuan pinched his buttocks in an annoyed tone, "You're such a glutton!"

"I'll go with you tomorrow."

Shen Ji mentally gave a thumbs-up.

Hmph hmph hmph.

Little Buddhist disciple.

Effortless control.