Zhao Jing covered his butt and went out, thinking about Zhao Hede in his heart.

Zhao Feiyan didn't dare to complain, Zhao Yuan looked so pitiful, he could only sprinkle his resentment on the culprit.

Well, rightfully so.

Zhao Hede was drinking milk tea when he suddenly sneezed, but fortunately Yun Ying hid in time.

"Who's thinking about me again?"

"You think too much, most of them are scolding you......" Yun Ying got straight to the point and hit the nail on the head.

Zhao Hede looked at Yun Ying pitifully, and continued to be coquettish: "Huh, don't you be like this, people are good-looking fairies, do they look like they are easy to be disliked?" ”

If Zhao Hede has a magical system, it should be possible to find that she will always receive negative emotions from someone,

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Yun Ying sucked milk tea and was silent.

After a while, Yun Ying always felt a strange feeling on her face.

The feeling is very warm and comfortable, and it makes people want to immerse themselves in it.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, nothing, I just feel like there's something on my face."

Zhao Hede looked at her, from the beginning, she found that Yun Ying had been stroking her face and being intoxicated, and she was still in a daze.

"Say, huh! Are you secretly in love behind my back! ”

Zhao Hede instantly possessed Conan, pointed at Yun Ying, and said in pain.

Yun Ying's face flushed, and she hurriedly waved her hand: "I didn't!" ”

Zhao Hede used the movements he learned from his brother-in-law, touched his chin, narrowed his eyes into a line, stared at Yun Ying's face tightly, and fell into a state of thought.

"Hey, did you go for plastic surgery?"

"Oh, no! What's wrong? Yun Ying touched her face, looked at Zhao Hede, and replied a little strangely.

"I think you're beautiful today!"

"Wasn't I pretty yesterday?"

"Today is very beautiful, like a different person."

"Oh!"

……

Zhao Yuan hugged the black cat and followed behind his father, not even daring to take a breath at first.

Seeing that his father kept covering his buttocks, Zhao Yuan stretched out his little hand and touched it, and said distressedly: "Dad, touch, are you still in pain?" ”

"Ouch!"

Zhao Yuan's hand pressed on Zhao Jing's buttocks, and his buttocks popped forward violently, screaming miserably.

Zhao Jing turned his head and looked at Zhao Yuan with an aggrieved expression.

The cycle of heavenly reason, retribution is unpleasant.

I usually like to spank my daughter's ass, but now it's finally my turn to be spanked by my father.

Thinking of the jerk that Meng Hu had just pressed him on his thigh in public, Zhao Jing felt extremely ashamed.

the base?!

How the hell could I possibly do it......

"Dad, I was wrong." The little girl lowered her head, feeling that she had done something bad.

Zhao Jing hurriedly squatted down, touched her head, and said bitterly: "It's okay, Dad doesn't hurt, don't blame yourself." ”

Zhao Yuan touched his little buttocks, and said pitifully: "I don't believe it, Dad must be in pain, just like Dad beat me, I also hurt too." ”

Seeing such a pitiful and cute appearance, I can't bear to beat her in the future.

As soon as such a thought rose in his heart, Zhao Jing immediately shook his head and quickly threw it out of his mind.

Hmph, I was almost subdued by her cute tricks.

The little kid is stupid and skinny, and he won't be obedient if he doesn't spank.

"Dad, can you not spank Zhao Yuan's ass in the future."

"Nope."

"Why?"

"Because more spanking makes you smarter!"

Zhao Yuan stopped, biting his lower lip, his face was entangled, as if there were two teams in his heart in tug-of-war.

To be smart or not to spank, that's a tough question.

The black cat in Zhao Yuan's arms sighed, why should such a young child accept such psychological torment.

Zhao Jing thinks that although he was spanked today, he has done a very good job in his daughter's ideological education, which makes him feel that he has gained something today, and his mood suddenly improves.

Harvest a little bit every day, and he is not far from the peak of his life.

Just as he put his hands behind his back and was about to walk on the song, Zhao Yuan's eyes lit up.

She wanted to try it,

Spanking will not get smarter.

So he rushed forward a few steps,

Jump up,

A slap on Daddy's ass hard.

"Whew~"

Zhao Jing covered his buttocks and let out a mournful sound.

For a moment, the little monk and the black cat stood aside, looking at Zhao Yuan, who was picked up and spanked, and was indifferent.

Zhao Yuan burst into tears and complained.

"Dad, but I don't think I'm getting smarter?"

"How many times have I already hit you?"

"Twelve!"

Zhao Yuan replied affirmatively.

Then she was stunned and quickly stretched out her two hands to count her fingers.

"One, two, three, four, five......"

"Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten......"

"Eleven, twelve!"

Zhao Yuan broke free from his father's embrace, picked up the black cat sheriff, and happily spun in circles, completely forgetting the pain of his little buttocks.

"Yay, I can count to twelve! I'm getting smarter! ”

"It turns out that spanking can really make you smarter."

Regarding Zhao Yuan's reaction, Zhao Jing was also stunned for a moment, and then stroked his small "beard" that was only one millimeter long, and smiled with satisfaction.

Today's education is indeed useful.

Seeing this, the little monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, may the Buddha bless Lord Zhao to grow up smoothly." ”

Black Cat's inner monologue: "These two zz! ”

After fighting all the way, the three of them and one cat came to a cemetery.

From a distance, Zhao Jing saw that a corner of the cemetery was full of white wreaths.

A group of people, both men and women, old and young, although they are not wearing uniform mourning clothes, are basically black and white to show respect for the deceased.

Zhao Jing subconsciously covered Zhao Yuan's eyes, although she was usually used to seeing the existence of yin ghosts and dead souls, but once this kind of ritual was performed by a living person, it would give people a different feeling, and people would subconsciously stay away.

Zhao Jing didn't want Zhao Yuan to look at these things too young.

Glancing at the little monk, Zhao Jing chose to stay away from this place and came to the other side of the cemetery.

Zhao Jing took a general look, the general layout of this cemetery is still very good, and it is a good place for funerals.

It's afternoon, the scorching sun is shining in the sky, and the yang is in full bloom here, so there is nothing unusual at all.

It seems to be early.

Zhao Jing lifted the black cat from his daughter's arms and asked, "What about your mission?" ”

The black cat looked at Zhao Jing helplessly, and spread his paws: "I don't know either!" ”

"Aren't you the embodiment of the system? Search for it! ”

"After becoming a cat, I have lost the ability to search."

"Then what do I want you to do......

Zhao Jing was about to throw it.

"Wait, wait, listen to me. I'm systematic, but I can't dictate the release of tasks, it's all about choosing where and where to do it. But, without me, you don't even have the possibility of receiving random tasks. ”

Zhao Jing returned the black cat to Zhao Yuan and frowned.

It's hard to do, this system is hypocritical enough.

Just as Zhao Jing was thinking, a voice came into his ears.

"Hehe, in broad daylight, there is such a fool here."

"Talk to the cat, I'm laughing to death!"

"Hahahahaha!"