The next morning, Sun Wu dreamed of drowning for a long time.

But unlike the previous few times he couldn't breathe, this time he dreamed that his daughter threw a small water pipe at him, allowing him to inhale life-saving oxygen.

When I opened my eyes, it was Sun Xiaochan, the leaky little cotton jacket, who was pressing his left nostril tightly with his fingers.

When the little guy saw his father awakened, he quickly pouted his mouth and said, "Dad, I want to have a baby."

When Sun Wu heard his daughter's words, he lost his sleepiness in an instant, so he quickly checked whether his little ancestor had shit in his crotch.

Seeing her white and tender little butt clean, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly hugged his daughter to the bathroom.

He kissed her forehead halfway through, smiled and said to himself, "I am so miserable, a little eunuch! I just served your mother comfortably last night, and I have to serve you, the little master again early this morning."

"Dad, what is the little eunuch?" Sun Xiaochan asked curiously as she looked at her father.

Sun Wu: "..."

"Dad, are you a little eunuch?" Seeing that his father was silent, Sun Xiaochan asked again.

"Dad is not a little eunuch." Sun Wu stared into his daughter's eyes and said seriously.

He didn't want this daughter to point her finger at her whenever she met everyone in the future, and said loudly with a proud look on her face: "My father is a little eunuch."

"Dad, why did you just say that you are a little eunuch?" Sun Xiaochan sat on the toilet, looked up at Sun Wu with her big eyes open, and continued to ask.

Seeing his daughter's attitude of breaking the casserole and asking the whole thing, Sun Wu didn't talk nonsense and pretended to be angry and said, "If you ask your father again, don't think about eating jelly today."

Although Sun Xiaochan's small schoolbag contained a lot of delicious candies, she would not think too much as long as she ate it, so she immediately closed her mouth in time and made an expression of trying hard to shit.

The child's shit is really smelly, but Sun Wu can't leave her alone in the bathroom because he knows that his daughter wants her father to accompany her.

"Dad, I've pulled it."

"I understand, I'll stick it up and wipe my butt."

=

The breakfast was the bread that Sun Wu baked and fresh milk delivered to his door.

After dinner and packing his daughter's book, he returned to the bedroom and woke up his wife before sending the little guy to school.

Of course, today when he was passing by the convenience store, he took the initiative to buy her a big jelly.

As a father, you must keep your word.

After handing over his daughter to her class teacher, Sun Wu turned around and walked towards the house.

He took out his cell phone and wanted to see what the group of people in the group were talking about, but he thought of his wife's advice to "don't play with her phone while walking", so he put the phone back into his jeans pocket.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he was becoming more and more self-disciplined now.

But he didn't hate this change, but he was a little satisfied.

So when Sun Wu returned home, he saw Bai Jingjing, the lazy pig, lying on the bed, and immediately lifted the air conditioning quilt and hit her white, smooth and round big butt with a "splash".

Because he felt good, he hit the ball again.

Just as he was about to hit the third time, his stomach took Bai Jingjing a Nine Yin White Bone Leg without any surprise.

"Monkey Sun, you are looking for death!" Bai Jingjing looked at Sun Wu angrily.

"Get up and have a meal, otherwise your partner will suffer as well." Sun Wu said calmly.

Bai Jingjing: "..."

She had seen what it meant. Last night, she asked Her Majesty the Queen intimately and treated herself as a slave this morning.

"It hurts just now." Bai Jingjing pursed her mouth and complained in a low voice.

Even though his wife showed a pitiful look, Sun Wu was not fooled, but instead reminded him seriously: "I didn't use any force just now."

Seeing her holding her hands still, Sun Wu sighed, walked over to help her take off her pajamas, and then put on her bra.

"Bone Demon, you are getting lazy." Sun Wu's tone was helpless.

"There's no way, who told you to be my husband?" Bai Jingjing laughed.

Looking at his wife who was not afraid of boiling water, Sun Wu said speechlessly: "Do you want to hire a nanny?"

"I don't want it. Our family will not have a nanny in the future." Bai Jingjing refused.

"Then you are not hardworking. Today I have done housework with me. It's been more than half a month since I last started cleaning."

"good."

Although Sun Wu can earn nearly 20,000 yuan if he uses all of his words in an hour, he and his wife spent a whole morning cleaning the house.

Both of them were sweating profusely at the end. They looked at each other and smiled happily.

This is the taste of home.

=

After a simple rinse, and having a simple lunch, the two of them started to be busy with their own affairs in the afternoon.

Sun Wu clicked on Reading and read. The homepage popped up is not a conventional novel recommendation, but a research report on "The Demon Hunter".

The first question is: "Are you looking forward to the adaptation of "The Warlock" into an anime?"

The outline he handed over to Zeng Du yesterday worked. After returning to Penguin Film and Television, he immediately called relevant staff to hold a short meeting.

The theme of the conference is to start the animation of "The Demon Hunter" as soon as possible, so the research report Sun Wu saw today was created.

I have to say that Penguin is still very powerful in execution.

1. Looking forward to it.

2. Looking forward.

3. No interest.

As the author of "The Demon Hunter", he naturally only chose Answer 1.

Then he looked down on the second question. After seeing the question clearly, Sun Wu turned his head to his wife who was drawing the comics and asked: "Wife, do you want the animation of "The Warrior" to be 2D or 3D?"

"2D." As a cartoonist, Bai Jingjing made a choice without any hesitation.

"Then choose 2D." Sun Wu murmured to himself, and tapped his finger on Answer 2.

He also answered the following questions seriously.

Although the animation of "The Demon Hunter" actually has nothing to do with him, as its creator, he hopes that the animation version of "The Demon Hunter" will become popular, whether from the perspective of emotions or interests.

After filling out this research report of his novel, Sun Wu clicked on the "Demon Hunter" book lover group, and there were indeed many people in the group @ him.

"Is "The Warlock" sold in January?"

"Author, how much did it cost?"

"January Da, I want to ask how long will the animation be broadcast? I can't wait."

Regarding the first two questions, Sun Wu answered: "It is not convenient to disclose."

This is a routine requirement from Yuedian and Penguin. Before such a thing is made public, the author needs to keep it confidential.

For the third question, he replied: "I don't know either."

When Wang Tieniu saw the best friend's answer, he couldn't help laughing and said angrily: "Are you just a Mr. Sun Wu who is inconvenient to name?"

Thinking of the successful sale of the copyright of "The Demon Hunter", he was really happy for his best friend, and he was also curious how much it cost?

"Sixty million? Or eighty million?"

=

Sun Wu was not surprised to receive a call from Wang Tieniu. This friend can now be called his own chief steward. He is responsible for many of the big and small things in "The Demon Hunter".

In contrast, he felt more like a ruthless typing machine.

Unlike when Sun Wu said that eight of the ten sentences on the phone were complaining that reading them was too crap, and he wanted to buy out all copyrights for 50 million yuan.

Although his tone was not very excited this time, he was also a little happy.

Seeing him like this, Wang Tieniu took the initiative to guess: "One half is good?"

After saying that, he immediately added another sentence.

"If the contract requirements cannot be disclosed, don't tell me."

Hearing his friend's cautious tone, Sun Wu smiled and said openly: "Although there is such a requirement, there is no place between you and me. Besides, I will not tell you how much it costs."

After saying that, he thought for 0.01 seconds and then gave a vague range.

"It's a little more than a small goal, and a little less than a pleasure."

Wang Tieniu converted it in his heart and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Damn it, so expensive."

"Actually, it's cheap. If the copyright of "The Demon Hunter" is in my own hands, it will be doubled no matter what." Listening to the excited tone of his friend, Sun Wu sighed slightly and complained in a low voice.

"Don't think too much, there is no reason to just eat meat in this world." Wang Tieniu comforted softly.

"I think so too, so I had a pleasant conversation with them this time, and I was not as tense as the last time." Sun Wu's volume increased a little.
To be continued...