Long Huang glanced at the book in Luo Xi's hand, and his little face was full of puzzlement, "Mom, why do you always read this kind of non-nutritious book." ”

Luo Xi looked at the book in his hand speechlessly, and then looked at his little treasure speechlessly.

I shouted in my heart that I was wronged.

If it weren't for the sake of reading books with him, I wouldn't even be able to read this kind of popular science book...

The words on this are rare and awkward, and I admire myself every time I read a chapter, but as a result, I was said by my own Xiaobao to be a non-nutritious book...

I'm really going to cry...

Luo Xi felt that his self-esteem had been greatly hit, and said with a bitter face, "Xiaobao, the entire Imperial Dragon City is yours, you see that these things are useless!" ”

Long Huang shook his head and explained to her, "Grandpa said that if you see more, it will be useful in the future. ”

'What's the use?' Luo Xi didn't want his babies to become like Jing Mohao.

The more you know, the greater the responsibility, the higher the status, the stronger the opponent, and then you won't even be able to live a stable life.

Who knew that Long Huang replied very seriously, "Grandpa said that I know a lot, go back to the earth, and give birth to a little dragon." ”

"Poof—"

Luo Xi couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

There are also baby dragons.

He's still a little dragon himself!

This old man is really pervasive, and he has taught his little treasure's little head badly.

She understood that the things that Xiaobao is looking at now are just to go to the earth when he grows up, pretend to mix a noble identity, and then attract a good girl to give him a child.

Then give birth to a boy, and then be caught in the Dragon City, and repeat this life.

Ding Runing is the machine they are targeting, and he is a product of failure.

Dumped on the earth like garbage, to fend for itself.

Absurd! Amusing!

Luo Xi pouted, and inwardly despised these old guys who took their lives as a stain.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Long Huang poked his head and looked at Luo Xi's angry face.

Luo Xi stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, snatched the book from his hand, and threw it aside, "Come on, let's not read this book, don't worry, even if you don't read these books, I promise that you can give birth to Xiaolong, okay?" ”

"Is that okay?"

"Of course you can, Xiaobao can also marry a beautiful wife, give Xiaobao a lot of dragon babies, Xiaobao can also see his father, see his grandmother..."

Long Du's eyes widened as he looked at her, crimson blood buried in his crimson pupils.

Luo Xi's words were like drops of cold water, falling into the hot heat, not being absorbed, but turning into steam, boiling at first glance.

Long Huang didn't reply, reached out and took the book back, flipped back to the place he had just seen, and continued to read.

Luo Xi didn't expect that his words didn't change his concept, but instead inspired him to resist, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Could it be that the stinky old man put some curse on his head, so that Xiaobao only listens to him alone and does not accept the advice of others?

If so, it's really a bit tricky...

This stinky old man...

Luo Xi didn't say more, worried that he would say something inappropriate to make him even more resistant, and it would be more appropriate for Jing Mohao to handle this kind of thing.

A father's words and deeds are far more convincing than his own bitter words.

Luo Xi bit the corner of his lip, stood up, packed up the books that Long Di had read, and walked into the library.