I am a Good Man

Ji Yang's new home is halfway up the mountain.

The second-story villa is surrounded by dense vegetation and forest landscapes, using more glass and mahogany.

It is modern without losing its simplicity.

At the end of the apocalypse, there are basically no zombies outside, the whole

There is a large heated swimming pool in front of the villa. At this time, one person and one cat are playing in it.

A dog was sitting on the edge, looking into the swimming pool, shaking its dog's tail.

The little boy was about five years old, with a small appearance, showing a row of small teeth when he laughed.

"Lele." Little Biscuit showed his wet head, looked at Coke, and waved at it, "Come here, come over."

Coke turned his head, not looking at him.

A look that was too arrogant.

Little Biscuit climbed to the left and right, pointed in the direction of Coke, holding his water gun, "Right, rush, rush."

The left and right became bigger, saying that he was in the swimming pool, where he was swimming, and the water could not be flooded to him when he stood up, so he quickly rushed to the side.

Coke stared at the dog and turned back quickly, but was held back by the vines, and the biscuit smiled triumphantly.

"Hehehe, hurry up."

He is naughty like a bully, he likes to toss these two cats and dogs, even Zhao Xi can't stand it, "Don't always bully Coke and the left and right."

"Mom, no, take a bath with them, Lele is so dirty, it doesn't like hygiene." The milky voice of the little cookie came.

Cola:"……"

"I have to take a shower every day, I washed it yesterday, and I want to do it today." Little Biscuit murmured his little mouth, and the cane had already dragged the Coke to the side.

Coke gave birth to an unlovable look.

"Lele, you want fragrant fragrance." The little biscuit pulled its tail and dragged it down.

"thump."

The water splashed and the Coke was dragged down.

Zhao Xi looked helpless and looked at Ji Yang, who was making furniture in the house, and walked in, "Look at what your son is like?"

"I came out of my life?" Ji Yang was installing, and smiled back to her aloud.

Zhao Xi sat down on the sofa and looked out the window again. The occasional laughter of the children was still heard.

Coke and the left and right were tossed so badly by him.

"Leave him alone, nothing can happen." After Ji Yang assembled the chair, he straightened up, and looked at Zhao Xi, "How about it? Great, right?"

Zhao Xi laughed.

His childish look is exactly the same as Biscuit.

"Gluck."

"Lele, am I good?"

"Isn't it awesome?!"

...

Come on, that little bully outside has started again.

No matter how good the little bully is, he is only a child. He is noisy during the day and sleepy at night. Ji Yang and Zhao Xi have prepared a small room for him.

According to his preferences, the room is full of green plants.

After a few days of sleep, he just didn't want to stay there anymore. When it was time to go to bed, he took a small pillow and ran to his parents' room.

Ji Yang is taking a shower, while Zhao Xi is leaning on the bed, looking at her son in pajamas, rubbing her eyes, "I want to sleep with my mother."

Sleeping with my mother is the most comfortable.

"Will you sleep with Coke tonight?" Zhao Xi asked softly as he watched him climb up.

There is no one here to play with him, he mostly plays with those two, don't look at sometimes those two seem to be reluctant to pay attention to him, but actually love him.

"No." Little Biscuit crawled on her mother, hugging her mother, with a soft voice, "I want to sleep with my mother."

"No dad," he said, shaking his head.

"Huh?" Zhao Xi looked down at him and said with a smile, "Where does Dad sleep?"

"Dad...Dad..." Little Biscuits pursed his mouth and thought for a while, "Dad goes to sleep with Lele and right to sleep, holding them to sleep."

How good.

Right and right and Lele can become bigger and comfortable.

Zhao Xi smiled, "Dad is going to sleep here, you can sleep between Mom and Dad."

"No." Little Biscuit refused, tampering with his little head, "Dad won't let me sleep, I don't want it."

After he finished speaking, his ears moved and he heard that the person in the bathroom was about to come out. As soon as he moved his hand, the cane was quietly wrapped around the bathroom door.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly got into the cup and pulled Zhao Xi together, "Mom, go to bed, go to bed."

"Very sleepy."

Afraid that Zhao Xi would not believe it, he even yawned.

Zhao Xi didn't know yet, only when he was really sleepy, she lay down holding him, and the little cleverness in her arms raised her mouth.

He was asleep when Dad came out, so he wouldn't doubt him.

In the bathroom.

As Ji Yang wiped his hair with a towel, he walked out and reached out to open the door.

Didn't move.

Too tightly entangled.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he said coldly, "Let go, or I will even burn your roots, immediately."

The voice hasn't died yet, so I opened the door again and opened easily.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhao Xi shrank in her arms and continued to close her eyes.

"Be soft, it's noisy to the baby." Zhao Xi frowned slightly and lowered her voice, "He is asleep."

Ji Yang snorted from the bottom of his heart, with no expression on his face, and said, "Did you see the information I brought yesterday? You will need it later."

"I received it in the cabinet, downstairs." Zhao Xi replied.

"That cabinet?"

"I'll help you find it." Zhao Xi was afraid that he could not find it. He looked at the son in his arms, gently pulled his hand away, and slowly got up.

Little Biscuit was resisting at the bottom of his heart, clutching Zhao Xi's clothes tightly.

Mother.

Don't go.

In the next second, the other big hands grabbed his small hands and pulled them apart and said, "I'm already asleep, let's go."

Zhao Xi originally wanted to make Ji Yang lighter, but when he saw that his son was indeed asleep.

Little biscuit wants to cry.

Hearing the sound of his mother leaving, he could only continue to pretend to sleep, his heartbeat speeded up, praying that his father would not find him.

Who knows.

He was picked up directly by his father, who always liked to carry him very much, and walked out of the room, throwing him into his room at once.

The vine caught him.

"Dad!" Little Biscuit opened his eyes, akimbo very angry, climbed down to walk out, "I want to tell my mother, you bully me, you beat me!"

Passing by Ji Yang, the collar of his shirt was torn again, and Ji Yang threw him back, "Stay here."

"No." He would rather die than follow.

"My mom and dad gave you a baby sister. If you don't stay here, how can there be a sister?" Ji Yang said, and Little Biscuit successfully silenced.

"Really?" He asked lately.

He can play with his sister if he has a younger sister, not just Lele and Youyou.

Ji Yang nodded.

"I want two younger sisters." Little Biscuit turned and climbed onto his bed. Seeing his father had gone, he thought he had agreed.

Don't be more happy holding a small pillow.

When Ji Yang returned to the bedroom, Zhao Xi came up too. He didn't see the cookies and was confused, "Where is the baby?"

"I took him back."

Actually carry it.

"He said to sleep here."

"Why can't you sleep well? It's late, go to sleep."

"But……"

Ji Yang pulled her onto the bed and threw herself directly down, Zhao Xi said vaguely, "Don't you want to see the information now?"

"Don't watch it, tomorrow."

"Well……"

...

Little Biscuits waited for a year, and his mother became pregnant, and said that she might have a younger sister or a younger brother.

He never thought he was his younger brother, he must be his younger sister, and his father said that he must be his younger sister.

As a result, the doctor was born and said it was his younger brother.

He went to see it.

Ugly brother.

I cried him ugly, wiping tears and crying like a three-year-old child.

Neither Coke nor the left and right can make him happy.

"Woo."

"Brother Ugly."

"Dad, my sister has become an ugly brother, and Biscuit doesn't want him anymore."

He looked at Ji Yang with red eyes, holding his little toy, shaking his head, his eyes were desperate.

Ji Yang is full of black lines: "..."