It's said that my child still has a father Ch. 49

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Chapter 49049

Su Yuanzhan deliberately frowned and said in a low voice: "You can't just say no and then give up. If you don't want me, I will stick with you. You must be responsible for me!"

Zhou Qi protested: "I didn't do anything to you, why should I be responsible? Tell me, what did I do to you?"

Su Yuanzhan blinked and said, "You touched my hand and kissed me."

He usually felt numb in the cycle, but he was in a good mood today. He joked, "It doesn't count until the last step. You can do whatever you want. I won't be responsible." He looked at Su Yuanzhan leisurely.

Su Yuanzhan's voice was filled with laughter: "If that's the case, you have to be responsible for me."

"Bah!" Zhou Qi ignored him, "When did we take the last step? You refuse to take responsibility."

"You really don't remember?" Su Yuanzhan's deep eyes were filled with interest, "Think about it again."

Zhou Qi looked at him in confusion, not understanding what he was doing.

Su Yuanzhan pulled the person closer and whispered something in his ear. Zhou Qi's face turned red and he cursed, "shameless."

What he said was: It doesn’t matter if you can’t remember me, just know that I have been thinking about you all these years.

Zhou Qi was so angry at Su Yuanzhan's words that his face turned red, and he didn't notice the flaw in it at all. "So many years", where did so many years come from? It's only been less than a year since they met. But Zhou Qi's head was full of the word "lucky", and he couldn't spare any IQ to consider other things.

Zhou Qi took a deep breath, and although he lost the battle, he still didn't lose the fight. He pursed his lips and said, "Even if this is the case, I can't be responsible for it." He made another analogy, "How many otakus have watched Sora Aoi masturbate since they were young? Can a person be responsible for this?"

Su Yuanzhan was unreasonable: "You are not responsible for me, so I am responsible."

He kissed Zhou Qi's earlobe, cheek, and lips, and said complacently, "I took advantage of you, and I will definitely take responsibility." Su Yuanzhan added, "Because I am more responsible."

"..." Zhou Qi said maliciously, "You mean I have no sense of responsibility?"

Su Yuanzhan said with a look as if he knew something: "Yes, you finally found out."

Zhou Qi was expressionless: "Even if you have a sense of responsibility, I don't want you to be responsible."

The two of them started a long discussion on the topic of responsibility, and their argument was as unreasonable as that of children.

Wangwang finished his kindergarten homework in the room and brought it to Qizhou for checking. The two of them were still arguing with each other.

However, Wang Wang saw his father holding his uncle's hand, and immediately remembered what Su Yuanzhan said in the car that he wanted to read his hand. He quickly put the notebook on Zhou Qi's legs and said, "I want to see my hand, too. How is it different from mine?"

Zhou Qi shook off Su Yuanzhan's hand like a hot potato: "Son, just take a look. It's not pretty."

Wang Wang touched the calluses on Su Yuanzhan's fingertips and asked, "Is this from practicing a musical instrument?"

"Yeah, I haven't touched it for a long time, and the calluses have become much thinner." Su Yuanzhan explained to Wangwang, and pinched Zhouqi's thigh with his other free hand. "If it doesn't look good, why did you look at it for so long?"

Zhou Qi said: "I'm bored anyway, so I just watch it casually."

Su Yuanzhan: “…” A man should be magnanimous and not bother with my wife.

Wang Wang rubbed his delicate fingertips against Su Yuanzhan's thinly calloused fingertips, which felt a little irritating. He had just shown some interest in music, but now he wanted to back out, and asked hesitantly, "Will it be the same if I learn a musical instrument?"

"It depends on what Wangwang is learning," Su Yuanzhan grabbed his little hand, "Guzheng and guitar are easy to learn, but not other things."

Zhou Qi extended his right middle finger and said seriously, "Wangwang, if you really want to learn something, you have to endure hardships." He raised his middle finger in front of his son's eyes and said, "Did you see the calluses on your father's face from practicing calligraphy when he was young?"

There was a subtle bump on his middle finger. Wangwang reached out and touched it, and found a small, thin callus that was not noticeable.

Wang Wang was dismayed: "Does Daddy feel pain? Will I be able to write like this in the future?"

Zhou Qi rubbed his frustrated little face and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt. You may have it too, if you have a lot of homework in elementary school."

He moved his fingers and said, "My calluses have faded a little."

"Ah," Wangwang became lively again, "that's because both of you are lazy."

Su Yuanzhan scratched Zhou Qi's palm, but looked at Wang Wang and asked, "Is there any instrument you want to learn? Drums are fine too."

Wangwang tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "There's a fat kid in our kindergarten who learns this. When he plays the drums, the flesh on his face shakes. It doesn't look good!"

Zhou Qi lay back on the rattan chair. He knew that Wangwang would not take it seriously. The child was just curious about these unknown things.

"So what does Wangwang want to learn?" Su Yuanzhan asked patiently, "There are many interesting instruments. You can try them out at any time."

"I don't know either."

Zhou Qi: "Wangwang is still young. He will learn when he wants to."

Su Yuanzhan nodded and said, "Well, it depends on your interests and hobbies."

The two of them just let it go, and Wangwang excitedly said, "I want to learn to play the drums and guard the door of grandpa's shop every day!"

Zhou Qi made a terrified expression on the rattan chair, his tongue hanging out so long that Wang Wang couldn't help hitting him. Su Yuanzhan was grinning beside him with the corner of his mouth curled up.

Wangwang stretched out his claws to poke the long tongue of Zhouqi: "Daddy is a hanged ghost!"

Before he could touch it, Zhou Qi quickly took it back and said, "Don't scare away all my guests, or Hei Ge will bite you."

Wang Wang pouted and said, "I don't go to Grandpa's place every day." He poked his little hand and said, "I see there are some aunties playing drums on the street to promote it. I can do that too!"

Zhou Qi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "How can it be the same?"

Heige came back from outside with his tongue hanging out. Wangwang grabbed it and shouted, "Heige, can you bite me?"

The big black dog woofed in response to Wangwang.

Wangwang took out the ham sausage from his pocket and fed it to the dog: "You are so good. Here you go."

He pointed at the big dog and said, "Dad, you see, Hei Ge knows I can do it."

"Okay, if you really like it, I support you." Zhou Qi thought about it and said, "But we have to make three rules."

List the cycles one by one.

“First, you must never give up halfway.”

"Second, you can't disturb the people."

"Third, you can go to Grandpa's door to keep the peace, but you have to practice first, so as not to hinder Grandpa's business."

Zhou Qi concluded: "Let's just make a verbal agreement, and it will be effective as well."

Wangwang made up his mind to calm the situation down. He patted his chest loudly to show that he would abide by the orders.

Su Yuanzhan smiled: "Am I a witness?"

"Okay," Zhou Qi pulled Heige Maomao's ear, "witness Wangwang's drum learning history."

He was a little worried: "Do you think such a young child can learn to play the drums? Can his little arms and legs play well?"

Su Yuanzhan comforted him: "Mozart could compose his own music at the age of four. Children have unlimited potential. Don't let your imagination run wild."

Zhou Qi pulled Su Yuanzhan's sleeve and said helplessly, "How can they be the same? Mozart's whole family are artists. Look at me, where do I look like I have any artistic talent?"

"Maybe the child's mother is pregnant. Think about it." Su Yuanzhan felt a little jealous. Zhou Qi gave birth to Wang Wang so early. Calculating the date, maybe it was before they met for the first time.

Zhou Qi said worriedly: "I don't even know whether the child's mother is a human or a ghost, so how can I know whether he has artistic talent?" He just snorted and realized that he had let something slip after he finished complaining.

He squinted carefully to look at Su Yuanzhan's expression, like a squirrel hiding away after stealing food from someone else's house.

Su Yuanzhan patted Zhou Qi's head with amusement and said softly, "Let's forget about the past. There is still a long time to come. From now on, your time will be mine." He thought for a moment and said, "It's okay if you don't want to mention the child's mother."

Su Yuanzhan dared to think that Zhou Qi didn't want to say it, and lied to him that he didn't know what the child's mother looked like, and deliberately avoided the past affair of Wang Wang's biological mother.

Zhou Qi smacked his lips and said, "Are you really not curious?"

To be honest, Zhou Qi used to be disgusted by this unknown person, who caused his life to take a big turn, but now he has become indifferent, and for Wang Wang's sake, he can face it calmly. However, if he could meet this person, he would definitely throw a basin of foot washing water on him. It would be best not to let him see that his life has been on the right track, and he doesn't want to worry about people who don't care.

Su Yuanzhan drooped his eyelids, his long eyelashes pressed down, and said pitifully: "It would be a lie to say I'm not curious, but that's all in the past." He cleverly took advantage of Zhou Qi's guilty conscience and said softly, "The days we're together are in the future, so will you be responsible for me in the future?"

Zhou Qi felt ashamed, and Su Yuanzhan's pitiful appearance was very deceptive. His eyelashes trembled three times, and Zhou Qi's heart trembled. He raised his hand and swore, "I will definitely take responsibility and never break my promise."

Su Yuanzhan heard this and raised his eyelids, revealing his dark eyes, which were glittering with cunning. His aura changed drastically, and he instantly transformed from the pitiful White-haired Girl to the Huang Shiren who oppressed the working people. He smiled freely, and he knew what kind of face Zhou Qi liked. He liked the kind of delicate and slender style that Xizi held in her heart.

It just so happens that Su Yuanzhan's appearance is gifted in this aspect. He always smiles, which gives him a gentle and elegant feeling. But when he restrains his smile and lowers his brows, he looks like a sickly person, exuding the morbid beauty of having cold hands and feet in the dog days of summer. It makes people feel that he can only eat cat food. Who the hell would have thought that he could eat such a big bucket!

Zhou Qi was deceived and looked down on him: "Even if you were lying to me, you could have pretended longer. You showed your true colors in less than a minute. Do you have any conscience?"

Su Yuanzhan smiled even more brightly, took his hand that was on the edge of the rattan chair and said, "Conscience is here, come and touch it." Then he pulled his hand to his chest.

Wangwang covered the shining big dog eyes of Heige and whispered: "Be good, we good children don't watch adults act like hooligans."

Heige rubbed his head against Wangwang's hand in confusion, thinking that the little master was playing a game with him.

Zhou Qi suddenly pulled back his hand and glared at Su Yuanzhan, trying to make him pay attention with a fierce look.

Su Yuanzhan waved Wangwang over and said, "Where's the homework? Let me show it to you."

Zhou Qi then remembered the homework Wang Wang had given her, so she took it out and threw it to Su Yuanzhan, saying, "Take a good look at it, and cultivate feelings with my son at the same time. It's not easy to be a stepmother, so do your best!" After boasting, she patted Su Yuanzhan's shoulder solemnly and added, "Ahem, tell him that bedtime story as well. Those who are capable should do more work."

Su Yuanzhan squinted at him, pointed at the homework book with his fingertips and said, "Is this the first step for you to be responsible for me?" The ending tone was rising, with an indescribable taste, especially with the earrings, he looked like a typical bad boy.

Zhou Qi supported his chin and nodded: "Yes, I am so good to you, look at the first heir of the stepmother."

Su Yuanzhan ignored him and read the kindergarten textbook at a glance. It was very simple and he finished it in a few minutes.

The author has something to say: Let them fall in love first, and then accept Wangwang’s life experience, hahahaha.

People who are in love have IQ problems, let's look at singles rationally.

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