The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

CHAPTER 109: CUB CUB

Ling Zixi looked at her second child, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case. .

Besides, Si'er doesn't seem like a child who can come up with such a solution.

The only person left is this second son whose IQ has been neglected...

The intelligence that Zhier showed tonight is obviously far beyond ordinary people.

However, if it is Zhier, Ling Zixi is reluctant to blame. Zhier has been poisoned for so long and has been obsessed, and now she is so smart, it is a good thing.

Ling Zixi looked at Ling Xiaoji, who was playing with the big elixir on the bed, and seemed to be running out of energy, and felt that this method of consuming her son's energy was actually quite good... uh...

However, Ling Zixi remembered the picture of the little black tan Jier biting her brother's ear that night. It turned out that Jier was not naughty, because it was the "hanging donkey" that Zhier hung for Jier!

No wonder Jier cried out in grief.

Ling Zixi couldn't help laughing, came to the bed and patted her son's little butt, and gave her son a fragrant little elixir.

"Ow!" Ling Xiaoji had sugar, and he had long since thrown the matter out of the sky, holding the small elixir and wagging his tail.

Then, Ling Zixi came to the second son who was lying on the table and drew the amulet, looked at the clear-line formation that his son drew on it, sat next to his son, and asked in a low voice: " When did Zhier regain his sanity?"

"A while ago, Daddy." Bai Xiaozhi stopped writing and said to Ling Zixi.

Ling Zixi sighed in her heart while she was relieved. As expected of Bai Moheng's son, he was like a father when he recovered.

Zhi'er's current character is black-bellied in the words of the earth, and it is also mixed with stability.

Ling Zixi patted Zhier's head: "Daddy will find a gentleman for you to teach you the way, or Daddy will teach you personally."

Bai Moheng and Bai Xiaoli both entered Taoism when they were seven years old. Zhier is now six years old. Now that his mind has recovered, it is time to enter Taoism.

Bai Xiaozhi: "I read books by myself."

"Do you understand?" Ling Zixi asked with concern.

Bai Xiaozhi nodded.

"If you don't understand anything, just ask Daddy." Ling Zixi said softly.

"Good."

Ling Zixi got up and helped Bai Xiaozhi to cut the candlelight so that it could shine brighter and more stably on the desk, and then wanted to leave without disturbing her son.

Ling Zixi just stood up and turned around when Bai Xiaozhi grabbed Ling Zixi's sleeve.

Bai Xiaozhi hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Ling Zixi turned around and asked softly.

"Daddy..." Bai Xiaozhi raised his head, "Over the years, taking care of Zhier...Dad has worked hard."