He subconsciously wanted to correct him, but he lowered his eyes and thought again, it was indeed inappropriate for him to let Shen Nianmo call him father in his current appearance.

"Nian Mo, I am your father! Do you want to see your mother? ”

"Yes!"

"If you want to see your mother, you will obediently listen to your father and do what your father tells you."

"Nian Mo listens to his father's ...... However, my father looks like my brother. Father, when Nian Mo is born, can Father play with Nian Mo like this? Shen Nianmo suddenly became elated.

He has been staying with his father since he became conscious, and he has only seen children running on the street, but he has never played together.

Children still like to find their peers, and Shen Nianmo is no exception, he feels that such a father looks more kind.

Shen Jiuli: "......"

His eyes flickered slightly, and he said slowly: "Nian Mo, do you want to play with children of the same age?" ”

Shen Nianmo nodded heavily: "Hmm!" ”

Shen Jiuli smiled slightly: "After Nian Mo met Mommy, let her give you a little brother or little sister, okay?" They will play with you every day......"

Shen Nianmo's eyes lit up: "Okay!" ”

Shen Jiuli patted the small stone: "Okay, it's time for Nian Mo to cultivate." ”

Shen Nian Mo really rushed to cultivate.

Shen Jiuli put him back in his sleeve, and then closed his eyes slightly and meditated.

He was not lightly injured in that sea of fire and gold, and his skill was less than half, which was probably very unfavorable for his next actions, and he had to race against time to recover.

Xue Mo, it's good that you're still alive! Xue Mo, I don't know how you will react when you see us?

Are you going to get married?

The corner of his lips tugged slightly, since he is here, where is the share of letting her marry someone else?!

Don't say that you are married, even if you want to get married, he should grab it or grab it back!

……

When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace......

There is the sound of the piano ding ding dong from the depths of the garden ethereal coming, the wind blows the falling flowers, the water drains the spring, it is very good.

A large and boundless garden, all kinds of flowers in the garden are blooming vigorously, there are colorful butterflies fluttering in the meantime, and the garden is full of spring.

There are strange flowers and plants in the garden, pavilions and pavilions, and small bridges and flowing water.

In a small pavilion, a man in a green shirt sits.

The man's eyebrows were rare and elegant, a azure robe dragged on the ground, the wind blew his clothes and long sleeves fluttering, in front of a scorched tail Wutong guqin, he lowered his eyebrows, ten fingers swirled on the piano, wisps of piano sound flew out from his fingertips, flew out of the small pavilion, and flew to a clearing not far ahead.

There is an antique swing frame in the open space, on the swing frame sits a girl in red, the girl looks twelve or thirteen years old, her eyebrows are picturesque, her black hair hangs down, and the dense sea in front of her forehead almost covers her eyebrows, her eyes are slightly drooping, and her long eyelashes cover her eyes and face like crow feathers, and she is quiet like a still butterfly in the sun, and her body is half leaning on the swing, as if she is asleep, and she seems to be listening to the piano, and she looks very comfortable.

Not far from this clearing, there is also a meadow, where several young children, girls and boys, are playing, each with clear eyebrows and lovely jade snow. They were chasing and fighting, and they looked very harmonious and beautiful.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the man's gaze was fixed on the girl, and his gaze was soft: "Ah Mo—"