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Zhang Wutian was flipping through past photos with Sun Wukong. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is a picture we took when we first got married, and we were so young. Wukong pointed to a photo and said to Zhang Wutian.

"You're not getting old now. Zhang Wutian put his arms around his wife and said, "I heard that the Saiyans have a long youth in order to prolong the fighting time, and your appearance will not change for a long time. ”

"Zhang Wutian, you are obviously not a Saiyan, but you have not grown old, why is this happening?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.

"Because I am God. Zhang Wutian replied: "Although it is not immortal, I still have the benefit of immortality." ”

Subsequently, the two turned to the photo of Maikong when she was pregnant.

"When a person's belly can bulge so big, I thought I had gained weight, so I increased my training volume a lot. ”

Zhang Wutian smiled bitterly: "You frightened me at the time, but fortunately, I found it early and immediately stopped your messy behavior." ”

"Hehe......" Maikong touched his spiky hair and laughed embarrassedly.

This is followed by the moment when the child is born.

A little baby with a tail and wrinkled skin is held in the arms of Wukong, and Sun Wukong in the photo is full of maternal brilliance, and the breath of the wild monkey in the past has completely disappeared.

"This is what Wufeng looked like when he was born, what a small one. ”

"The doctors and nurses in the hospital were shocked that the hero's child actually had a tail. ”

"What's this, her mother also has a tail, don't you hate tails?" leaning on Zhang Wutian's body, Wukong said coquettishly.

"How is it possible, I love tails so much. Saying that, Zhang Wutian stroked his wife's tail with his hand.

Sun Wukong instantly fell weakly into Zhang Wutian's arms.

"Don't touch it, it's still daytime......"

"It's an old husband and wife, you're still shy......" Wukong's reaction made Zhang Wutian aggravate the movements in his hands, making Wukong gasp again and again.

The two who were interested immediately had a good time on the sofa, and after finishing some activities, Wukong lay lazily in Zhang Wutian's arms, and then the two looked at the photo album again.

"This is a photo taken on the first birthday of the dancer, and everyone is here, even Bulma. Maiku's face was flushed with peach-colored marks, and he said to the photo.

"As a result, Bulma still refuses to talk to me, which is really troublesome......" Zhang Wutian said helplessly.

"Zhang Wutian, why can't we let Bulma live in the house? I think she should be very happy. Sun Wukong said puzzled.

"Stupid monkey, you're already a mother, why are you still so stupid?" pinching Sun Wukong's nose, Zhang Wutian said, "You are encouraging your husband to find an affair." ”

"But if Bulma can be with us, we will all be happy. Wukong still can't understand the entanglement between Zhang Wutian and Bulma, and in her opinion, both of them are her closest people, what's wrong with everyone being happy together?

"That's the end of the topic, let's move on to the album. In this regard, Zhang Wutian could only open the topic.

"The dance style in this photo has grown up and started to practice with us. In the photo, a healthy and lively little thing with smooth black hair completely different from his mother, with a long tail, wearing a Tianwuliu martial arts uniform, is practicing with his parents in a decent way.

"Although he is only 3 years old, the fighting power of the dance style is amazing. Zhang Wutian sighed: "When the two of us met in the deep mountains and old forests, your combat effectiveness was not even one percent of the dance style. ”

"The dance style is really powerful, worthy of our children, and one day her combat effectiveness will definitely surpass us. ”

"Quite possibly. Thinking of the Saiyan descendants who were stronger than the generation in the original work, Zhang Wutian thought that this moment would come sooner or later.

"By the way, where is the dance style?" asked Zhang Wutian.

"It's not in the martial arts hall, it's in the gravity room...... "Incompetent mother Sun Wukong said uncertainly.

At this moment, Zhang Wutian and Sun Wukong's 4-year-old daughter were in the martial arts hall of the Tianwuliu headquarters in the Western Capital, learning with their father's disciples.

The little girl's name is Zhang Wufeng, Zhang Wutian hopes that his daughter can be like the wind without being restrained by anyone, and grow up freely according to her own wishes, so he gave his daughter this name.

Originally, in order to commemorate his dead grandfather, Sun Wukong hoped to name his daughter Gohan, but this matter was strongly opposed by Zhang Wutian.

"If it's a boy, it's just that, it's so pitiful that a girl is called Gohan, and this name will make the girl be ridiculed by other people. ”

If it were for other reasons, Maiku might stick to her ideas, but when it comes to her daughter's growth and future, she has to think it through.

In the end, at Zhang Wutian's suggestion, Wukong still agreed to the name of Wufeng, which is slightly homophonic to Gohan.

However, after the name, Zhang Wutian found that he really didn't have any talent for naming, and his dancing style sounded like a pair of sisters, and this name seemed to be slightly inconsistent with a pair of mother and daughter......

In the martial arts hall, the person who is confronting Zhang Wufeng is Mr. Satan, who has joined Tianwuliu for 5 years, the 4-year-old dance style looks small, soft, even if she stands on tiptoe, her height can reach Satan's thighs, but Satan is engrossed in looking at this little girl, and does not dare to have any distraction.

"Come on, Sister Dancing Style, defeat Daddy!!" On the other side, Satan's daughter Bidili is cheering for her favorite Sister Dancing Style.

"Bidili, you have to cheer for your father......" With Mr. Satan's mournful cry, Zhang Wufeng keenly captured the other party's flaws.

She sprang forward in an instant, and quickly came to Mr. Satan's face, slapped Satan in the face, and then kicked Satan out with her tiny legs.

Satan covered his face and rolled on the floor in pain.

"Satan, you're distracted. Rao, who had already become a disciple of Tianwuliu, said lightly, and then he said approvingly to Zhang Wufeng: "You did a good job, eldest lady, you perfectly caught the other party's flaws." ”

"I was able to defeat Satan a long time ago, and it doesn't mean anything at all. Zhang Wufeng didn't appreciate it at all, he stared at Rao with sharp eyes: "My goal now is you, Uncle Rao, sooner or later one day I will defeat you." ”

"Hehe, it's nothing to win against me, the real goal of the eldest lady should be the master. ”

"That's nature!" Zhang Wufeng said loudly: "First of all, all the disciples of Dad, and then Uncle Leping who has made Dad's hard battle, Dad is my last goal!!"

At the same time that the little Zhang Wufeng was speaking boldly among a group of adults, a circular landing module as narrow as a meteorite fell from the sky......

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Small Theatre:

First of all, start with the name, turn the dance style into the sisters of the dance sky, and the plan is going well, hehe......

Zhang Wutian had a honeyed smile on his face...... (To be continued.) )