Although Qianye knew that a demon would not necessarily suffocate after being pinched like this, she still felt a little weird in her heart when she saw a demon being treated like a child.
What's more, this little devil calls Wu Zhou his father. Maybe this is a debt from his previous affair?
Maybe Wu Zhou really likes her now, and after seeing his son, he can also take cruel measures to avoid future troubles?
She knew a little about Wu Zhou's ruthless character before, but after seeing it, the taste in her heart felt a little different.
Facts have proved that women often have outrageously rich imaginations. Whether they are killers or heavenly masters, the tragic scene of a father trying to kill his son is always in his mind, and he does not take the parties' excuses seriously at all.
Chiba's face slowly darkened, and as soon as he turned around, he was about to jump off the carriage and try to stay out of sight.
After all, tiger poison cannot eat its seeds. She believed that Wu Zhou was just showing off, could he really strangle that little devil to death?
"Come back!!" Wu Zhou roared from behind.
Qianye turned around suddenly, "Why are you calling me? I don't know how to breastfeed your child."
Shi suddenly lowered his head in melancholy. This jealousy was too obvious. His family would not tolerate such embarrassing things before.
That means...are you really angry?
With a bang, Wu Zhou angrily threw the kid's head against the wall of the carriage, not even caring whether he would hit his head.
Chiba just wanted to remind him not to abuse children, let alone his own son...
"He is a special son!!"
What? Qianye looked at the little ghost head again. He had two jet-black ears on the top of his neat short hair, a plump little body with a crimson bellyband, and a jet-black slender tail dancing behind his body. He really couldn't tell what it was.
Demon, and what if...he is the son of the Demon King Shujue?
"Oh...Dad...bad..." The little devil twisted his chubby body, crying so hard that the earth was still falling apart but there was no rain. He struggled hard and stretched out his hand to Qianye, but his mouth was still unclear, "Hold...Dad...
…bad……"
Qianye looked at Xiao Guitou and then at Wu Zhou with a playful look on his face, as if he was still trying to find some similarities between the two of them.
In fact, if you want to say they are similar... you can't say they are not similar at all.
"Are you sure he just called you the wrong father?" The expression on Qianye's face was very strange. "Maybe he just called you the wrong name. He couldn't call you father, but should call you... mother?"
Wu Zhou's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and just when he was about to have a seizure, he heard a little devil crawling around and giggling.
Qianye raised his eyebrows again, "You can understand such a subtle joke? So you can't mistake your father?"
A flash of astonishment flashed across Xiao Guitou's face. Although it was short-lived, it was still noticed by Qianye. Then he looked silly and reached out for Qianye to hug him, as if the smile just now was just accidental.
Qianye still didn't hug him. Looking at Wu Zhou, whose face was dark, he suddenly smiled and said, "How come the son of Demon King Ju Jue appears here? Isn't he afraid that you will directly kill this brat to avenge yourself?"
Indescribable disappointment appeared on Wu Zhou's face. After a while, he said lightly, "He knows... I can't."
"It seems that he really knows you very well." Qianye avoided the kid's head and stretched out her hand, looking at the child who appeared out of nowhere... Which of the things that happened around Wu Zhou was simple?