"Isn't this impossible?" Chris felt that his brain was not enough, and he never dared to pick up the thing named "daughter".
This little baby looks to be several months old, but he left the Snowy Mountains less than three months ago.
Lisa explained: "Our dragon clan can lay eggs the next day after conception, and they will hatch after forty-five days, so this is your daughter."
Chris touched his head and felt a little headache.
Having said that, why do you feel so happy to be a father?
In his two lifetimes, he has never been married or had children, and he has never been a father.
And this little guy came out of the blue, leaving Chris unprepared.
After taking three deep breaths, Chris looked at the baby in Lisa's arms.
She has a round face and a pink tongue sticking out. She looks like a porcelain doll carved from pink and jade, which is really cute.
Except for a pair of bulges on the forehead that resemble dragon horns, they are no different from ordinary human babies.
Chris asked, "What's her name?"
"Angel."
Little Angel was sucking her thumb and her eyes were wide open, looking very cute.
She stared at Chris curiously with her big black eyes.
Chris hugged An Qi over with trembling hands. The little guy was very well-behaved, neither crying nor fussy, and had a faint milky scent.
The eyes of Tina, Manda and others focused on An Qi: "Wow, she is so cute."
An Qi shouted in a sweet voice: "Mom... I'm hungry..."
"She, she, can talk?" Chris asked in shock.
Lisa nodded and said: "Yes, I can only speak a little."
"Are you hungry? Let me take her to have something to eat." Chris hugged Angel and walked back to the castle. "Mrs. Ellen, prepare two glasses of milk for me."
"okay."
Tina, Lisa and the others also followed in.
Back in the restaurant, Chris put Angel on his lap, and the father and daughter looked at each other.
Only then did he notice that the little girl had already grown several white teeth.
Chris asked Lisa, "How old is she?"
"The moon was just full the day before yesterday. When she broke out of her shell, she was in the form of a human cub, so I had to transform into a human to take care of her." Lisa said with a doting look on her face, "This little guy is so naughty. He can't figure out where to crawl if he doesn't pay attention.
where it goes."
Chris pinched little Angel's cheek, it was so soft that his heart almost melted.
After a while, Mrs. Allen brought over two glasses of fragrant milk.
An Qi opened her chubby little hands: "Drink...grandma"
Chris looked at Lisa and asked, "Is it okay to give her milk?"
"Of course, she is a dragon girl, and her physique is much stronger than that of a human cub. When I don't have enough milk, I will go to the snow mountains to catch a few pregnant female animals that have given birth to feed her."
Sweat~
Chris held Angel with one hand and brought the milk to her mouth with the other hand.
The little guy drank it very quickly, and downed a glass of milk.
Then, a crisp "click" sound came. Chris looked down and saw Angel biting the porcelain cup to create a gap.
"You can't eat this." Chris quickly reached out and pulled out the fragments from her mouth.
Lisa said with lingering fear: "It hurts when she bites someone."
What kind of pain are you talking about?
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a scream from Chris: "Ah, it hurts."
The little girl bit his finger with her few teeth.
"Hurry up and let go!" Chris was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat.
Lisa had a way, she scratched Angel's armpit.
"Giggle." Angie let out a silvery laugh, and Chris pulled out his finger.
I saw several deep tooth marks on his index finger, and blood was flowing out.
"You, you, you." Chris was so angry that he tapped her head twice with his hand.
The smile on the little girl's face disappeared, and her painting style changed.
"Wow! Woo wow! Woo wow!" An Qi cried loudly, tears welling up in her eyes like fountains.
Chris panicked for a moment: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's dad's fault."
But An Qi didn't accept this trick at all, and continued to cry on her own.
Chris could only look at Lisa for help and put his daughter back into her arms.
Lisa walked back and forth holding An Qi, patting the little guy's back gently, and murmured: "Oh, don't cry, don't cry."
After a long while, An Qi stopped crying and stared at Chris with tearful eyes.
Chris scratched his head in embarrassment, but he didn't expect this mythical beast to hold a grudge.
"Chris, you can't bully her anymore." Linda said angrily, and several other women also looked angry.
Yes, I feel like an outsider at this moment.
Lisa sat down with her daughter in her arms, and then Chris noticed that Angel's eyes were fixed on the leftover grapes on the table.
He brought the grapes over, picked one, peeled it and put it to Angel's mouth: "Want to eat? Call daddy."
An Qi opened her big cute eyes and opened her mouth, indifferent.
Chris turned to bring the grapes to Lisa and said: "Call daddy."
Lisa glared at him angrily and reluctantly shouted: "Dad."
"Hey~" Chris peeled another grape and put it in front of little Angel's mouth, "Call daddy."
Unexpectedly, An Qi took the grapes, handed them to Lisa's mouth, and said softly: "Call... daddy."
Chris: "..."
Lisa: "..."
Chris sighed helplessly, it was really difficult to hear the little girl really call him daddy.
Manda and the others burst into laughter.
"Miss Linda, I asked the serfs to transport the seeds. Could you please help me use plant magic to increase the seeds?" At this time, Brent came in from outside, "Hey, where did this little baby come from?"
Chris took Angel from Lisa's hand, held her in front of Brent, and said teasingly: "Here, call uncle."
Brent was so frightened that he jumped back a few steps and asked blankly: "What do you mean?"
"She is my daughter."
Brent's mouth formed an "O" shape, with a look of disbelief on his face.
An Qi shouted softly: "Uncle...Uncle."
Chris turned his head and looked at his daughter's cute expression, and suddenly felt very sad.
An Qi actually called her uncle first, not even wanting to call her dad.
But Brent was even more sad. He was called uncle before he got married. He instantly seemed to have aged twenty years, even if he was called uncle. (The author of being called uncle by his cousin's children.)
passing by).
"What's going on?" Brent felt a powerful impact on his brain.