I disconnected the neural connector, took a long breath, and wanted to take a sip of coffee, but found that the coffee I had just brewed had already been drunk by one of my grandsons. There were eight animals in the dormitory, except for me.
Everyone is a suspect, but I can be sure that with the moral integrity of these people, I will never be able to catch the bastard who drank coffee secretly.
"Damn it! I should have gone out to rent a house a long time ago. I can't live in the dormitory anymore. If I masturbate, I have to worry about someone stealing the roll."
I glanced at the dormitory, and no beasts had come back. I was a little bored when the door of the dormitory was gently pushed open, and a child of seven or eight years old walked in with his waist bent.
"Hey! Whose child are you from?"
"dad!"
"Dad, how big are you! Don't mistake me for daddy, I'm still a virgin!"
This child is very beautiful. Not to mention, he does look a bit like me, but he is more than twenty-five times more handsome than the coward like me.
He coughed very maturely, handed over three pieces of printing paper, and said calmly: "My mother said that when you were with her, you also boasted that you were a virgin, but because you were too skilled in bed, you attracted her attention.
Suspicion. Later, after my mother went through arduous visits and surveys, she compiled the information of one hundred and eighty-six of your predecessors, and you had nothing to say. Of course, this statistical form was not very accurate. My mother said that at least some of them were omitted.
More than thirty percent..."
"Can I sue your mother for defamation?"
I browsed through these printed sheets of paper, and there were indeed many shocking names. These girls were indeed my exes, but at least 70% of them I had never had sex with before, and I didn’t even recognize them.
Who the hell made such a nasty joke on me? I’m a fucking virgin! Every time I get dumped by a woman, I feel like I’m back to being an innocent little virgin. Of course, it’s just a psychological recovery, but physically, no matter what,
There is no way to recover.
"No! Because my mother is only twelve years old!"
"Let me choke you! Did you come from time travel? Tell uncle, who is your real father and mother? I will send you back right away. It must be some misbehaving senior... Well, it may be misbehaving.
Teacher, I gave birth to a weird child like you."
"If I'm a weirdo, you're a weirdo's dad!"
"Your mother is twelve years old. You are at least eight years old, right?"
"Seven years old! To be precise, two months after seven years old, I have only entered the first grade this year!"
"Isn't this weird enough?"
The child shrugged helplessly and said calmly: "It's just a rebirth, how can it be weird?"
I laughed angrily, pointed at this little brat, and shouted, "Would you like to ask first, is this book about rebirth or an online game?"
The child shrugged his shoulders again, looked at me with helpful eyes, and said slowly: "It's trendy to be reborn and play games now! What a country daddy?"
"Reborn and playing online games? How could there be such a thing in reality that goes against reality and is unreasonable? I'm not your father, I'm still a virgin!"
The little boy spread his hands and said helplessly: "The author of this book has always had no moral integrity. No matter how he writes this book, I won't be surprised. Also, don't mention the word virgin in front of me.
You are a virgin, where did I come from? A second-hand virgin daddy!"
I usually pride myself on my eloquence, but in front of this seven-year-old boy, I was defeated several times. After half an hour of verbal bickering, I was quite exhausted and mentally empty.
"Okay, I can ask, even if this novel is about being reborn and playing a game, which one of us has traveled through time? Did you travel through time, or did I?"
"Such a complicated question is difficult to understand with your IQ, dad. I'm here to take you home! Come with me!"
"Little beast! Talk to daddy like this!"
I absolutely don't believe it. This boy is my son, but he is a bastard if he doesn't take advantage of him.
How could something like time travel happen in my life? Although I am not very confident in the integrity of the author of this book. Last time I drank flower wine, he told me that this book was a purely online game... I'm so stupid.
This bastard won't lie to me, will he?
The little boy smiled innocently and cutely. He pulled me and called me daddy several times. I was really embarrassed to scold him anymore. He wanted to take me home anyway, so I just happened to send him home to see which bastard was teasing him.
I was pulled by this little boy, and I couldn't help but leave the dormitory building. Then I saw a large SUV with a price of at least two million parked in front of the building.
The little boy opened the car door skillfully and waved to me. My eyes lit up and I got in the car. When I sat down in the car, I said excitedly: "So you come from a rich family."
Baby! Can you let me ask you to be my godfather?"
The little boy pointed at the steering wheel and said: "Be careful! Dad. By the way, could you please drive? At my age, it is difficult to reach the steering wheel, accelerator and brake at the same time!"
I asked in confusion: "Who drove this car?"
"I!"
"How did you drive here?"
"I can't tell you! Anyway, driving is very hard at my age."
"The police didn't catch you on the way?"
"They can't see me!"
"..."
I had a ride with this little boy, but we talked nonsense about it. Soon we drove out of the campus and merged into the rolling traffic on the street. It was my first time to drive such a high-end and luxurious car, although this little boy appeared.
It was a bit weird, but it still couldn't dampen my excitement. Following the little boy's instructions, I drove all the way towards the city center.
Our university is a newly built campus, and its geographical location is quite remote. It is already considered a suburb of the city. When we entered the bustling area of the city, there were more and more cars on the road, and the speed slowed down. At an intersection, we were stopped by a
After being stuck at a red light for more than ten minutes, I turned on the on-board computer in the car and selected a song to play on repeat.
The audio in this car is better than any indoor audio I have ever heard. The melodious music swirled in the car and calmed down my impetuous mood. It’s funny to say that I was unknowingly attracted by this little boy.
Influence, the names we call each other have become kid, dad, little brat, country bumpkin dad, little bastard, little bastard’s dad...
A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of my mouth, and I couldn't help but think: "It would be great if I could really give birth to such a lively and lovely son. Unfortunately, this will only be a joke after all. There is no way I can break the curse of fate and win the prize."
The true love of life.”
When I think of my unfortunate fate and cursed life, as long as I date a girl, I will definitely be robbed of my love by someone, I can't help but feel sad, and I can't help but feel inexplicable sadness in my heart.
At this time, the looping music in the car was playing the sentence: "I'm tired of waiting for your so-called arrangements, how long in the future will it take..."
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