Transcending the Nine Heavens

Little guy said that, absolutely right.

But... is this something a child under a year and a half could say?

“Oh ~ ~ ~ ~” Chu Yang covered his forehead and his heart broke down.

A one-year-old. Who's seen Mu? Isn't that a piece of shit and a piece of piss? Grandma must be called ‘Short’, Mom must be called 'Barbarian’...

There are diapers in the crotch at all times. If you are not careful, pee all over you. If you are unhappy, pull on your pants...

At this age, it is an unexpected surprise to be able to clearly refer to your loved ones as elders without mistake.

But Chu Yang's son, obviously, has moved 18,000 miles further than this well-known stage!

Straight to Chu Yang can talk about life ideal talk about dating girls...

Chu Yang felt absolutely feasible.

Even, he felt that in front of this evil son, he could discuss with him the big picture of the world, say the situation of the Nine Heavens… seems absolutely feasible.

Chu Yang has always shocked others, but this time, Chu Royal Seat was met for the first time by his son, one year and two months old, directly shocked dizziness, plus seven and eight vegetarians.

Now, this little guy is in his arms, hugged by himself; and he's calling himself "Chu, do you understand?"

Chuyang said, "I don't understand... how do you expect me to understand? Son, you are only a year and two months old...”

Tie Yang raised his little face: “Chu, there is a kind of person in this world called genius! ”

Chu Yang nods his head like chicken pecking rice this time.

Looks like my son, not a genius, can't really say it; but... the genius is almost evil.

“Son, are you fucking, like, some old guy reborn?” Chuyang suddenly looked at the boy, remembering his rebirth, his heart twisted and asked with vigilance.

“With your head, you know rebirth?” Iron Yang snorts: “The old man clings to me, it's not called rebirth, it's called usurpation! And newborn children, they can't be robbed; you know what I mean? Once you do that, both souls will die! You know what?”

Chu Yang scratched his head: “What's the matter with you? ”

Iron Yang sighed deeply, and the ghost said: "Chu, I can only say... this is a wonderful thing. Well, it's just that I've been reincarnated, but the lucky spirit hasn't vanished, and something hasn't disappeared, but I'm your son for sure... you can rest assured of that. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare expose myself in front of you like this...”

“Why would you dare expose me if I was your father?” Chu Yang was bored.

"Chu, that's because you can take it. ”

“What did you call me?” Chu Yang's eyebrows stood up.

“Chu... make me scream old, you are already amazing.” The little guy looked at Chuyang with a kind of 'I call you that, you should be honored’ look, very praiseworthy, very praiseworthy, very recognized look.

“Little bastard!" Father! "Chu's throne was called three times in a row. Now he's reacting. He's furious, and the seven tricks make a sound of smoke." You little bastard, you can't get away with it?

Chu, you fucking ordered it!

How can I be glorious?

The little guy was very upset and twisted his face: “You have to curse me to beat me, that's your power, and I can't stop you from being the only fun of being a father, but you can't call me a little bastard. I'm your son, if I become a little bastard... aren't you..."

“Isn't that what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna punch you in the ass!” The voice has not gone down, Chu Yang has angrily turned his body over and slapped it on his fat little ass!

Boom!

“I won't say it!” Little things are funny. Shut up. A good man doesn't eat what he sees.

“How dare you call me Chu?” Chu Yang's mighty wind was murderous, and his father's dignity was evident. But looking at the five red fingerprints on the little thing's ass, it hurts a little; I comfort myself: this little bastard is so evil, he can hold on!

“You're fucked.” I got slapped, of course the little one didn't cry, just looked at Chuyang happily: “Did you leave a fingerprint on my ass? When Mother comes over, I take off my pants and show her, then cry out loud... I'm not afraid to tell you, my tears will come soon, I can definitely cry out loud! ”

The little guy looked at Chu Yang happily: “Let's see who will suffer! ”

Chu Yang hurried and defeated immediately: “Ancestor... you are not my son, you are my ancestor. ”

Iron Young's face was filled with bad laughter: “And not only that! Wouldn't that be cheap for you? You want to build feelings... I can totally give you every chance to destroy the essence, even if it's built a little bit by your words, but with me, I promise, it will go away immediately! ”

“With me, you don't want to hug the beauty home! It's because of your slap!” Little guy hates hate.

“My ancestors...” Chu Yang cried without tears.

Shit, other people's children are beaten when their father likes to beat them and scold them if he wants to. This is good for him, but he actually threatens himself...

Is there any reason?

“Surrender?” Little guy looks at his dad playfully.

“Surrender.” Chu Yang was frustrated.

“You think you can get my slap off without a little convincing surrender?” Little guy's got to be rude: “Beautiful idea! ”

“What do you want to do to stop?” Chuyang lowered his voice and asked, biting his teeth.

“Two conditions. All you have to do is promise me that I will not only listen to you, I will change my name from now on, but also help you chase my wife, um, that is your wife!” The little guy stretched out two white fingers and swayed around in front of Chuyang.

Looking at these two fingers swinging in front of me, Chu Yuza was in such a complicated mood as knocking over a five-flavour bottle. The sour, sweet, bitter and salty came up at the same time. He actually wanted to cry for a moment.

If the brothers knew that they had been healed by a one-year-old child... only one internal injury could be laughed at by the solo player and Dong Wun Mo Cheng, but the Kim Mo Rok enemies would definitely die laughing alive!

Especially Ray. He can laugh. He fixed it himself. And a few more! There's no question about that!

“On what terms?” Chu Yang was in a dry mood and raised a white flag.

Shit, I'll fix you later!

I'm an old celery dealer. Can't you hold onto your little coriander?

“Question number one, is it all right if I pick my own name?” Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron, Iron! "It's just a bunch of firewood... my mom's level of naming sucks to be home! ”

Chuyang's palm was itchy again. He forcibly controlled his urge to slap him down. He swallowed a sip of spit and said: “We can talk about it. ”

“Although my mom misses you, you can't joke about my name.” The little guy stretched out his leg comfortably, like a lotus fat leg into several knots of pink stretched out, with a big toe to dot Chuyang's chin: “The name is important, it's about the future of a lifetime, you just need to be more aggressive. ”

“Overwhelming?” Chu Yang was stunned: “What about your name Chu Ba Tian? ”

“Vicious! Vicious! Vulgar!” Little guy furious: “Why don't you tell Chu to eat heaven, what's the big heaven? I even ate every day. ”

“Then tell Chu to eat!” Chu Yang slap board.

“No way...” The little guy was completely speechless: “You didn't climb the pole that way...”

“It's settled!” Chu Yang said unquestionably: "A small name is a dog's balls! ”

“I protest!” The little guy slipped his leg.

“The protest is invalid!” Chu Yang hummed.

The little guy's eyes turned: “But my mother called Tie Tong Tian... I can't weigh in with her... Besides, she eats Tian Tong Tian... Again, it's a sin of unfaithfulness. ”

“Then let Chu eat the ground.” Chuyang already had a plan. Little bastard, you know the sin of infidelity: “Chu eats shit most heavily! Absolutely not! ”

“Woo...” The little one is really going to cry.

“What do you want to call it?” Chu Yang asked faintly.

“I like madness, I'm Chu Mao?” The little guy obviously found the guy in front of him hard to deal with, using a negotiated tone.

“Chu Fan...” Chu Yang said: “Less rhyme. ”

“Chu Maniac?” Little guy perseveres, tirelessly discusses: “Or is it the Chu Maniac? ”

Chu Yang fainted.

What the hell are these messy names?

What did this guy come up with?

“That's it, two choices.” The little guy compared it, "he said.“ In that case, I'll call Chu Maniac. As for the change of name, after you take care of my mom and your wife, you go talk to her and say it's what you want, you have to fix it. ”

Three down five divided by two, you've already made your decision!

I just said two choices, and now I don't even have a chance to choose one.

Chu Yang's daddy stared into his eyes, and even he was deprived of the right to participate.

Holding my breath at this moment is so tiny; breathing straight: “I fuck your mother... you little bastard... I can't stand it! ”

The little guy snorted and twisted his head disdainfully: “If you don't have anything... it's not me yet. ”

Chu Yangtong was overwhelmed with anger. "You know nothing! I was fucked...”

“Being fucked?” The little guy looked stunned at his father and suddenly opened his mouth and laughed.

God knows, a one-year-old doll, with a very crumbling look, very stunned eyes, very proud laughing... what kind of scene is this?

Chu Yang's face on the black line.

He hastily changed the subject: “Why do you have to be called Chu Maniac? ”

The little guy took a breath and used a very deep and forceful tone. “I'm a madman, Phoenix laughs at Kong Qiu.” With a green jade cane in his hand, he turned to the Huanghe Tower.

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< Something happened at home today, I went home to accompany my mother to my uncle's house, it was late. I continue with the second word... > (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)