[Family Education] Jiudaimu Parenting Diary

Chapter 31

"Ah ball—!"

In the bathroom, someone sneezed loudly.

"...Huh?" Timoteo rubbed his nose with teary eyes in the bathtub, and accidentally fell asleep while taking a bath, no wonder he caught a cold.

Now Balian has completely swept the castle, but there are still a group of enemies around, so after Xiaozuo rested, they had to go out to fight back those enemies. He also wanted to go out to help, but he was pulled away by his own bear halfway Come back and ask to change out of the weird spacesuit.

Xanxus was very upset, he could see it, so he obediently stayed in the castle. Anyway, they only went out for a few minutes, and they would come back for dinner later.

After taking a shower, Timoteo wiped his hair and left the bathroom door. There were several suitcases piled up in this temporary room. The personal items of the main cadres were all here. Look, it’s Lusilia’s luggage. The well-behaved, normal to boring suitcase next to it is definitely Levi’s. Bell’s suitcase has the crown logo of the royal family on it, and Fran’s is just a stupid one. Frog Pack, finally...

Two identical black suitcases made him worry, and the remaining two must be Squalo or Xanxus luggage. If you can’t tell them apart from the appearance, you can only open it, after all, wearing other people’s suitcases The clothes are not embarrassing, and the bear child has a strong sense of territory, and he may be upset when using his personal belongings, so Squalo's clothes are a good choice.

When I opened it, I found that the clothes inside were all pitch-black, the standard Balian uniform, and the white shirts, which Squalo and Xanxus would usually wear, so they couldn't be distinguished at all.

"?" Timoteo didn't see anything for a while, so he chose a shirt to put on himself according to his intuition. After putting it on, a very embarrassing thing came to the fore.

too big……

He is not tall for Westerners, nor is he muscular, so he cannot support the size of this dress at all.

Do you really want him to go through Bell's suitcase?

"Have you finished your bath, chief of the Ninth Generation?" A violent shark with a head of broken glass shards pushed the door in, and he was accompanied by sister Lusilia.

"Well, it's ready, and you don't mind if I wear your clothes." Timoteo rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs intently, not seeing the surprised expression of a certain rabid shark.

"That dress... Mmmmm!"

Luslia quickly covered the captain's mouth, and said loudly: "I don't mind, I don't mind, Sku-chan, you say yes~!"

"..." Squalo glared at him like an idiot, the shemale must have done it on purpose.

Lusilia returned him an ambiguous look.

"Thank you very much." Timoteo thanked, and went out happily, leaving the two people with a strange atmosphere staring at... the sunglasses.

"What's your idea?" Squalo squinted.

"You men don't understand, this is taste, is it made by taste?" Lusilia covered her face intoxicated.

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Not long after Timoteo came out, he felt a gaze staring at him. The owner of that gaze was dormant in the shadows of the castle and quietly observed him. The scarlet animal pupils reflected a chilling light.

"...?" Timoteo curiously wanted to see its appearance clearly. Just as he took a step, the black shadow moved. It walked gracefully to his side with steady steps and kissed him with its huge head. He rubbed the palms of the people around him.

snow-white fur...

"It's so beautiful." Timoteo stroked its mane in admiration. It wasn't soft or even prickly to the touch, but it made people feel amazing.

This is a snow-white liger, and more specifically, it is an animal box weapon with both the attributes of the sky and the sky, which is extremely rare even in this era.

The liger made a purring sound unique to felines from its throat, and accepted his touch docilely. Timoteo smiled. He didn't know what to say, but this liger felt too much like a human to him Well, if you fully bring in the characters, there is not even the slightest violation.

The liger had had enough rubbing, stood up, walked in one direction, and stopped to look at him after taking two steps, as if to lead him somewhere.

Timoteo followed it without hesitation. Following its footsteps, he came to a door and opened it. The inside was very quiet and empty, with only a seat and a table in the center. The light passes through it, casting an extremely long shadow on the old and complicated carpet, depressing and desperate.

"..."

The person on the seat fell asleep, his body moved up and down steadily, his thin lips were pursed into a line, under the faint sunlight, even the usually sharp eyebrows and eyes were softened a lot...

After a long time, it turned out to be a little cute.

Yes, cute.

It might seem an odd word to use on a man in his 30s, but it's the only word Timoteo can think of right now to describe himself.

After watching for a while like an idiot, he finally remembered the business. His son had a bad habit of sleeping on the sofa since he was a child. Every time he was afraid that he would catch a cold, he ran to get a blanket to cover him. He thought that he would improve after ten years, but it seems that he was thinking too much.

But where are the blankets here?

Just as Timoteo was about to leave to find something to cover, his waist tightened, and he fell straight to xanxus on the seat, and a familiar breath penetrated his nostrils.

It's a bit like the smell on the clothes... Could it be...

"Don't go..." Xanxus hugged him and said in a low voice.

"...I didn't leave." Timoteo was stunned for a moment, and took the initiative to interpret the behavior of the brat as coquettish.

"Lie." Xanxus hugged him tighter, as if he was about to be rubbed into his body.

"..." Timoteo thought to himself that he couldn't answer these words. This is a conversation spanning ten years. Who knows what he will do ten years later.

Xanxus hugged him like this, pillowed on his neck, closed his eyes again, as if treating him as a constant temperature pillow, Timoteo was stiff because he was sitting on his own bear's lap, And the bear boy's hands were still on his waist and the back of his head.

This posture has not changed for a long time. Whenever Timoteo feels that he is fast asleep and wants to break free secretly, the hand on his waist will lock him in his arms even tighter. Tried several times without success.

So he gave up. Compared with the bad boy ten years ago who deliberately alienated him, the bad boy ten years later is obviously much more honest, and he has a big face thinking that he should still have such a low status in the heart of the bad boy. He can say those six words, so he feels that the past few decades have not raised him in vain.

"Xanxus, can you tell me about ten years from now?" Timoteo asked.

"..." Xanxus didn't respond, and Timoteo thought that his question was not specific enough, so he spoke again:

"About Bai Lan..."

Just after uttering four words, Xanxus' eyes snapped open, and the previous harmonious atmosphere disappeared, replaced by boundless anger.

At this moment, Timoteo was actually a little guilty, and he didn't know why he was guilty, obviously he didn't do anything.

"That scum..." Xanxus' face was terribly gloomy, and the hideous scars all over his body increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. Timoteo was sloppy at the time, wait a minute, he just asked by the way, don't get excited! !

【Chirp~】

In a hurry, Timoteo subconsciously kissed the cheek of the bear child. He is very skilled in doing this with Zhenmei, but it is all kinds of strange things in Xanxus, but now he is only thinking about how to make the scar fade away. Going down, I didn't think too much in my mind.

In his subconscious mind, Xanxus is still the child who would hold his hand on that snowy night, warming his little palm awkwardly.

So after the kiss, Timoteo was also stunned. He couldn't figure out what he was doing just now for a long time, but the other side immediately turned off the flame.

"Father..." Xanxus stared straight at him, his face gradually approached, so close that Timoteo held his breath...

It's so close...it's too close...it's so close that something is wrong...

"Hey!!!! Bastard BOSS, wait for me!!!"

At this moment, the spartan-faced stormtrooper kicked in the door, quickly interrupting their affectionate gaze.

Timoteo's heart skipped a beat. What's the matter with the instant sight of the courtier coming to catch the adulterer? Why is he in such an embarrassing position? !

I saw Baoxier rushing in front of them, grasping his shoulders with both hands, inhaling and exhaling, the corners of his twitching mouth forced an arc, and said: "Chief Nine Generations, I have something to do with the leader, okay, Talk, talk, so can you..."

Timoteo was stunned for a moment, then nodded suddenly, um, he understands, husband and wife (?) talking and others retreating or something.

With a click, the white figure consciously left the room, and closed the door thoughtfully before leaving.

Xanxus crossed his legs and looked at him displeased.

"Boss...you will scare the Ninth-generation leader ten years ago by doing this!" Squalo's forehead was throbbing with veins. If he hadn't taken care of the Ninth-generation leader who hadn't gone far outside the door, he would definitely use the table to smash the front of his own BOSS. Face.

Fortunately, he came in time, otherwise the consequences would be terrible.

"..." Xanxus turned his head to the side, apparently not wanting to hear his ramblings.

Squalo was anxious but helpless. If he hadn’t lost his composure in the past, he couldn’t calm down when it was about the nine-generation leader ten years ago. So how should he explain to the nine-generation leader that he and the leader will be together for the next ten years? Relationship? !What's more, with the character of the nine generations of leaders, they wouldn't take such unimaginable words seriously! !

"Earlier, if earlier..."

Xanxus looked out the window and murmured softly.

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