In the palace of Queen Azshara, which has been expanded several times, there is a very beautiful small garden...

Here, all kinds of exotic plants are planted...

The cute little deer is running happily here, and the gentle flower demon is the most competent gardener here...

The flower demons, who are like a flower with legs, are diligently taking care of the various vegetation in the garden.

No one can understand what these plants are thinking better than them...

Because they have the ability to communicate with plants, who call them plants themselves? ?

In the middle of this fairytale-like garden...

There is a house that looks extremely lovely...

The pink roof, the walls full of cartoon texture... and all kinds of cute accessories, decorate this house like a fairy tale house that every girl once dreamed of when she was young...

This is the residence of Tyrande, the daughter of Queen Azshara and Zhou Ye.

It's just that little Tyrande is not resting in his fairytale hut at this time...

Even at this time, the eastern sky had already started to turn white... For the night elves, it was almost midnight.

But—little Tyrande still didn't rest.

At this time, she was sitting in the garden—on a swing made of vines, swinging slowly.

Little Tyrande, who was sitting on the swing, swayed his slender legs lightly intentionally or unintentionally, but his eyes were looking at a picture bead the size of a baby's fist tightly clenched in his hand...

In this picture bead made of arcane magic combined with some kind of magic circle, what is being played - is her little by little from childhood to adulthood.

The first time I called my father...

For the first time, I walked slowly with my own legs...

Learning to dress myself for the first time...

The first time I made a mistake, I was hit by my father with an apple...

first…………

There are too many records of her first time...

This bead originally belonged to her father and was used to record every bit of her life... But now it has become her most precious collection.

This is the gift she received on her sixteenth birthday a few days ago...

Little Tyrande felt that this was the best birthday present she had ever received in her life.

In this small photogram, not only the bits and pieces of her past are retained, but also full of her father, Zhou Ye's selfless love for her...

I don't know when it started...

Little Tyrande had a longing in her heart... wanting to be loved by her father all the time...

If there is really love for no reason in this world... In Little Tyrande's view, maybe there is only father's love...

He loves himself unconditionally, whether it is his willful request or reasonable request, he will try his best to satisfy himself...

so----

"I'm sorry, Mom..." Little Tyrande gently closed the photo pearl in his hand, and put it in the jewelry box aside... "Father's love, I've got it!!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind her...

"My cute little baby, what are you going to grab??" An extremely familiar voice came into Little Tyrande's ears... "Daddy help you!!"

"Really?" Hearing Zhou Ye's voice, a smile appeared on Little Tyrande's face.

She turned around without hesitation, hugged Zhou Ye who suddenly appeared, looked into his eyes, and murmured: "I want you, father, never leave me, I want you, father...love me forever!!"

"Of course I love you, baby!!" Zhou Ye replied with a smile.

"You know what I mean!!" Little Tyrande was very dissatisfied with her father's ambiguous words, she tiptoed slightly, and closed her mouth clumsily...

Faced with his daughter's proactive behavior... Zhou Ye—of course he chose to respond.

Are you kidding me...

Working hard to raise a daughter, cheap other men? ? What do you think? ?

Anyway, Zhou Ye didn't have this habit...

The father and daughter are on the swing......

Gradually…………

Little Tyrande was no longer satisfied with just playing such a kissing game with his father.

She started to disarm her father.

And what about Zhou Ye? ?

He—on the basis of the idea that he can eat anything and never suffer—helped Little Tyrande perform the same action...

When two people are truly in their most primitive state at the same time...

Eyes facing each other——

Little Tyrande narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and said like a dream, "Daddy... let me be your woman... love me!!"

"As you wish... my baby!!"

"ah----!!"

With Little Tyrande screaming... blood fell from the swing to the ground drop by drop...

The swing—it rocked again, with little Tyrande singing...

One day without words———

When Zhou Ye opened his eyes...it was almost the time when the willows were on the moon.

"Why do I feel that my biological clock is getting closer and closer to that of the night elves?" Zhou Ye said helplessly to himself.

"Isn't that good? Father!!" Little Tyrande woke up a long time ago. She just didn't want to part with the warmth of her father's arms, so she always leaned in her father's arms and refused to get up.

"I feel pretty good!!" Zhou Ye smiled and patted his daughter's puff... said: "Okay, it's time to get up, or... I guess your mother Azshara will rush over !!"

"Didn't you handle her yesterday?" For little Tyrande, it was no secret that his father's superhuman physical strength was long gone.

If she didn't have such physical strength, how could her father manage to deal with her thousands of mothers...

"Ahem... I think it's better not to be stuck here!!" Zhou Ye said, looking at the cartoon-style furnishings in his daughter's room... He also made a lot of things in this children's room strong...

Seeing the slightly embarrassed look on his father's face, little Tyrande finally couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Don't worry, Father, Azshara's mother came here just now, she didn't say anything... just let me inform you, when you wake up, let you go to her place, and I want to have a good talk with you about how to change the situation." Good topic for educating the next generation..."

"..." Looking at his daughter's schadenfreude smile... Zhou Ye sighed speechlessly, then turned over and pushed little Tyrande under him... "Well, sooner or later, I'm going to die anyway... It’s always good to have a full meal before you die!!”

"Bad dad... don't..."

"If you die, you have to be a full ghost!!"

"I……"

Little Tyrande's singing sounded again in the room...

Of course, Zhou Ye didn't go too far, but he didn't let Tyrande go too far either... The recovery ability of the night elves - let me tell you, great!

As for—Queen Azshara's wrath...

Hehe——Since she didn't pick Zhou Ye up from her daughter's bed at that time, then the so-called anger was just... just a cover, with a little reassurance, Zhou Ye would be able to pass the test...

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