Di Muye hugged the little demon boy, and Caesar always felt a little uncomfortable when his arms were empty.

Bai Junxuan sat in her position, did not stand up, and did not have any expression or reaction, Xia Xiaonuan stood in front of the dining table, her mood was a little strange.

I don't know what Di Muye means, forcibly taking the little demon boy away in front of them, it seems to be an angry move.

"Little Demon Boy, the Boneless Flower Horse can be brought back to you." Di Muye said.

The little demon boy was held in his arms, and his eyes fell on Bai Junxuan.

"Papa, did you bring Flowey back?" He asked Bai Junxuan rhetorically.

"Not necessarily, the giant crocodile imagines danger, and I'm not very confident that I can kill it."

Bai Junxuan told the truth.

The water in the Blackwater Lake is secondary, and these waters can become weapons to attack them at any time, and the giant crocodiles are not scary, but the water in those lakes is scary.

The little demon boy was held by Di Muye, and he was not annoyed, his obsidian-like black eyes looked at Bai Junxuan, "papa." ”

He Bai Junxuan didn't say anything, Xia Xiaonuan stretched out his hand to hold the little demon boy's little meat fist, feeling distressed.

Bai Junxuan's words have never been deceiving, he said this, naturally he has his reason, and she believes this.

Di Muye looked down at the little demon boy in his arms and promised, "I will definitely save you." ”

"Didi, you don't want to die." The little demon boy leaned into his arms and said.

The little demon boy's words attracted everyone's attention, and they thought that he should communicate with Bai Junxuan, but they didn't think of communicating with Di Muye.

This matter before departure, the little demon boy made such a fuss, which made Xia Xiaonuan feel a little indescribable, and I don't know what Bai Junxuan would think? Di Muye can't match his biological father no matter how close he is, but now his son is telling others not to die, and this mood is unacceptable to anyone.

"Little Demon Boy, are you really so reluctant to me?"

Di Muye asked.

The little demon boy looked at Di Muye and whispered, "If you die, others will scold Papa." ”

Xia Xiaonuan understood the meaning of his son's words, if something happened to Di Muye, others would blame Bai Junxuan for not protecting him effectively, and he would be killed, and he would be infamy.

Bai Junxuan didn't feel angry at all at the little demon boy's words, he got up from his chair and walked to Xia Xiaonuan's side to stand still.

"You're not worried about me?" He asked the little demon boy.

"You can't die, you can't die." The little demon boy looked at Bai Junxuan and said.

He understood that it was not his son who gave him strong confidence, but a premonition.

Xia Xiaonuan was a little incomprehensible about the chat between Bai Junxuan and the little demon boy, and always felt that the chat between the father and son made people feel very strange.

Di Muye understood what the little demon boy meant, and hugged him and handed it to Bai Junxuan, "Don't worry, I will come alive." ”

"That's good." The little demon boy leaned on Bai Junxuan's arms.

His body was a little cold, and the little demon boy leaned into his arms and sneezed a super big one, tears and snot flew together, and he took out a handkerchief to wipe away his son's face tears and snot.

"Wait for me to come back."

Bai Junxuan looked down at the little demon boy in his arms.

"Papa, I'll come back with you, and besides, the baby is rare for you." The little demon boy buried his face in his arms a little shyly.

Bai Junxuan is in a happy mood, this son is very arrogant, and he usually doesn't take the initiative to confess.

"Okay, so do I." He also liked this son.

Xia Xiaonuan stood aside, stretched out her hand and touched her nose, this father and son are really enough, confessing to each other in front of them, and they don't think others will get goosebumps when they hear it.

She's jealous.