Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 678 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 43
The man's arms are amazing, he hugged the milk dumpling with one hand, and blocked the kiss he sent with the other palm, his tone was blatantly disgusting:

"It smells like milk."

Nai Tuanzi detested him too! !
He was afraid that he would not be able to kiss him, so he even closed his eyes, but hearing Shen Lang's disgusting tone, he was not happy again.

The little face carved in pink and jade was reddish, and the cheeks on both sides were puffed up. Staring at the big hand that Shen Lang stopped, he rebelled, bit the bullet and continued to move forward.

The palm was pushed away, Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, seeing that Nai Tuanzi was really going to kiss him, his big hand that was on his mouth suddenly opened, and directly covered his entire face with the palm.

"Well……"

Nai Tuanzi's eyes darkened, and he wanted to break free, but this palm was like the palm of the Buddha. He struggled for a long time, but it was still in vain.

"Are you still close?"

Shen Lang had no empathy and said lightly.

Nai Tuanzi protested dissatisfiedly: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Quan Jiu couldn't stand it anymore, and rescued Nai Tuanzi from his clutches: "You don't have to be ashamed to bully children."

Shen Lang retorted with reason and evidence: "It was he who belittled me first."

Quan Jiu was speechless: "He's just a five-year-old brat, and he's still a boy!"

Still your son!
"It's also frivolous for a man to insult a man." Shen Lang solemnly maintained the bottom line.

Quan Jiu: "..."

You have offended your own son, so you deserve the death of your children and grandchildren.

Nai Tuanzi nestled in Quan Jiu's arms, weak, her eyelashes drooping:
"Don't be angry, it's fine if he doesn't like me."

Quan Jiu's heart ached slightly, he hugged him even tighter, and lowered his volume:

"He just doesn't know you now."

Nai Tuanzi's tone was lost: "I know him and he doesn't like me..."

A burst of guilt welled up in Quan Jiu's heart, and for the first time in his life, he had the idea of ​​quickly collecting all the fragments and ending the mission.

Quan Jiu turned his back to Shen Lang and held the milk dumpling in his arms, so he didn't notice that the person in his arms was looking directly at Shen Lang.

Coaxed by Quan Jiu, Nai Tuanzi stuck out her tongue at him.

Scumbag has no heart!
Shen Lang stared at the fused mother and son, feeling a sense of emptiness in his heart, as if he had missed something.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he didn't feel disgusted by Shangnai Tuanzi's provocative actions.

"Come down."

Shen Lang looked at him nestled in Quan Jiu's arms, and suddenly made a sound.

"Don't you have any idea of ​​your own weight? How long can her chubby body hold you?"

Nai Tuanzi wanted to refute, but thinking of Xuanyuan Zhuo's weight, he suddenly became unreasonable and angry.

Naituanzi crawled out of his arms in a sensible way.

Quan Jiu handed the brush to Shen Lang: "You promised to draw a kite for him."

This time, Shen Lang did not refuse, picked up a pen and started to paint.

Quan Jiu still wanted to continue making the skeleton, but he heard him say: "Let me do it."

She doubted: "You can do it?"

It's not that she looks down on him, this kind of folk work is completely inconsistent with his temperament of an eunuch who manages everything every day.

"You watch."

Shen Lang walked away with the ink brush, and quickly drew a five-clawed golden dragon that looked up to the sky and screamed. After he finished drawing the dragon scales, he suddenly handed the brush to Nai Tuanzi.

"come over."

Nai Tuanzi glanced at him vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Shen Lang: "Try your name, this kite will be yours alone from now on."

It was at this time that the mother and son discovered that he had left two blank lines under the golden dragon.

Nai Tuanzi picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write.

When Shen Lang saw his posture holding the pen, he knew that he practiced calligraphy a lot on weekdays.

"All right."

The milk dumplings are over quickly.

Shen Lang stared at the "painting" on the paper, frowning slightly: "What is this?"

There is no skill or strength to speak of.

"This is mother, this is baby." Nai Tuanzi pointed at the two stick figures hugging and loving each other.

Only then did Shen Lang recognize that they were two people: "Then what is this?"

He stared at the rope held in the hand of the big stickman. On the other end of the rope, he was holding something, which looked like a dog but not a dog, and a human but not a human.

"Dog man."

Nai Tuanzi glanced at his face: "Although the head is a dog's head, but he is wearing human clothes, and his limbs are also human limbs..."

What a happy family of three.

Shen Lang always felt something was wrong: "Why did you draw this?"

Didn't you let him write his name?
It's not that Nai Tuanzi doesn't want to write it, but he can't write it. Xuanyuan Zhuo is not him, so it's meaningless to write it. If he writes his original name, the way of heaven will not allow it.

"I can't write my name." He made an excuse casually.

Shen Lang had no doubts, after all the three characters Xuanyuanzhuo did have many strokes.

After he finished drawing the golden dragon, he started to make the skeleton of the kite. Quan Jiu wanted to watch him overturn the car, but the man was skilled in his movements, and the thickness and length of the split bamboo were the same. In his hands, the difficult bamboo quickly became a pile of models. Distinct thin bamboo strips.

The mother and son who were squatting on the side watching the play looked at each other, and they both saw surprise from the bottom of each other's eyes.

Xuanyuan Zhuo: It seems that he really has two brushes?
Quan Jiu: How do I know this?
Xuanyuan Zhuo: Isn't he your man?
Quan Jiu: He is still your father.

The mother and son quickly made eye contact, but heard a faint voice: "Okay."

Quan Jiu looked back, and saw the keel kite he had made at a glance.

A black dragon about three meters long lay quietly on the ground, its huge long eyes overflowing with arrogance, as if looking down upon all living beings.

Nai Tuanzi originally wanted to find fault with the egg, but at this moment, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go."

Shen Lang picked up the kite.

.........

Seeing Nai Tuanzi running around in the grass and flying kites, Quan Jiu and Shen Lang sat quietly under the tree.

"I didn't expect Master Shen to have this kind of craftsmanship. If you don't want to be an official in the future, you can change your career to be a craftsman, so you won't starve to death."

Quan Jiu smiled sideways.

Shen Lang stared at Mo Long who took off in the air: "Don't worry, I won't make you starve with me."

The corner of Quan Jiu's mouth curled up slightly: "Who said they want to follow you?"

"you said."

Shen Lang stared straight at her, his black eyes shining brightly.

"I never said that."

Quan Jiu doesn't admit to things that he hasn't done.

There was a slight smile in Shen Lang's eyes: "Shouldn't I charge some interest at the risk of losing my head to avenge you?"

Quan Jiu nodded: "What do you want?"

Shen Lang didn't speak, but his eyes never moved away from her face.

Quan Jiu felt his scalp tingle from his gaze, turned his head away, and looked away.

"If you don't say it, just pretend that you don't have what you want..."

"Meng Changxi."

He suddenly called her name.

Quan Jiu was puzzled: "Huh?"

Shen Lang: "I said it."

Quan Jiu almost didn't keep up with his brain circuit, after tasting it carefully, he realized that what he said was that he wanted her.

The atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous, Shen San retreated silently.

Quan Jiu thought that he would continue to flirt, but unexpectedly, he changed the subject:
"You seem to like children very much."

Especially Xuanyuan Zhuo.

(End of this chapter)