Time continued to pass, and in the battle of wits and courage between Lisko and his daughter, it finally arrived at night. At this time, Zhang Li and Li Feng, who had been running around happily all day, finally drove their pickup truck back to the ranch when night fell.

In the castle.

"I'm finally back. Come on, come on, I've had enough. Your daughter is simply a devil. It's so torturous."

Lisko looked like he was avoiding her, and quickly handed his daughter to Zhang Li, who was smiling. Then he collapsed on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested, as if he didn't want to talk at all.

"Okay, let's see how you look. I've only let you take care of me for a day, and this is what you look like. You don't look like a qualified father."

Zhang Li glanced disdainfully at her husband, who was slumped on the sofa. The meaning in his eyes could undoubtedly be understood by everyone.

Lisko looked at everyone's eyes as if they were looking at a weak chicken, and suddenly became furious, opened his mouth and began to defend himself.

"It's not that I can't endure hardship, nor that I'm irresponsible. Your daughter is simply a living demon who came to the world. I received no less than 15 slaps on the face throughout the whole day today, and my hair was pulled countless times. I even felt like it was often

The one who was dragged

My ears are about to become bald, my ears have been picked countless times, my nails have pinched my mouth, and I have been pulled hard no less than 20 times. This person does not look like a child, he is my enemy in the previous life, and he is my enemy in this life.

You came here to seek revenge on me."

As Lisko spoke, he showed everyone the wounds on his body. The red marks on his skin that were scratched by his daughter's nails under his mouth were still clearly visible. It was obvious that there was one area on his hair that had less hair volume than other places.

During the day today, after wandering around the entire ranch, little Fran lost her curiosity to explore the outside world and kept opening her mouth to yawn. After her father pinched a little bit and fed milk powder once, she successfully closed it.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed my nap time.

Seeing his daughter sleeping peacefully, Lisko breathed a sigh of relief. He simply changed his clothes and carefully slept next to his daughter. At the same time, he turned his face towards that cute and delicate face.

With a small face, I ensure that the first thing my daughter sees when she wakes up is her.

While my daughter is sleeping, I also enjoy the pleasure of taking a nap. I can usually smell the faint milky fragrance of my daughter. I really feel very warm and satisfied before falling asleep.

With this beautiful longing, a smile appeared on the corner of Lisko's mouth, and he soon fell asleep. But when he woke up again, his condition was not that good. It was completely different from the longing before going to bed.

changes.

Because my daughter woke up earlier than me, after opening her hazy eyes, her first reaction was to look at the decorations and buildings. When she saw her father’s familiar face, she was completely relieved. She was a little worried at first.

The panic and anxiety also became calmer.

Because there are guardrails around, they are designed to prevent children from rolling around, or from waking up, climbing, rolling and falling under the bed when adults are not paying attention, causing health hazards, so Payne went to the market specifically

Looking for a special crib suitable for children to sleep in.

Little Fran first groped around and crawled around the whole bed, playing with great interest and very happy, but soon she lost interest and curiosity in this game, and crawled to her father's side using both hands and feet.

I began to explore and study faces that I rarely touch in daily life.

At the beginning, the method was relatively gentle, either kissing Dad on the face, carefully examining the structure of the ears and nose, or sticking out his tongue to lick Dad's nose and cheeks.

Lisko did not wake up smoothly. He was always a poor sleeper. No matter what happened around him, he would not wake up. Therefore, the baby's movements had no impact on his sleep at all. At most, he turned over.

Dodge the daughter's kissing attack.

After seeing that her father would not resist, and that there was no reprimand or escape from her attack, little Fran continued to stretch out her clutches and make the next plan.

First he pulled out a few hairs of his father's hair, and then using his hands and feet, he sat directly on his father's chest and pulled the lock of hair in his hand fiercely, as if he was meeting some life-long opponent.

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Lisko naturally came to his senses under such a strong pull. First he looked dimly at his daughter, who was sitting on his chest and suffocating him. Then he yawned greatly and touched the top of his head.

I didn't find any clues about her hair, so I smiled at my daughter and said hello.

"Good afternoon, my baby, did you sleep well?"

Unexpectedly, this kind greeting did not attract a kind attitude from her daughter. Instead, little Fran became very interested in the lips that were constantly opening and closing on her father's face. She first carefully covered them with her palms and stroked them.

And Lisko did not expect his daughter's sinister intentions, and thought that his baby was having some kind of intimate contact with his father.

Just as she was enjoying the soft touch of her daughter's palm covering her lips, she didn't expect that the palm of her hand suddenly turned into a claw shape. Little Fran covered her father's upper lip with her two fingers and pushed hard.

The next scratch, if that force had been applied elsewhere, might have directly produced a bloody scar.

Although there was no bleeding, Lisko was not feeling so well at this time. He felt that his upper and lower lips were in burning pain as if they were on fire. He picked up the mirror next to him and took a look. Two clearly visible red scratches were obvious.

displayed on his fair skin.

He immediately moved his daughter away from his chest, and while rubbing his lips, he stared at his daughter fiercely and scolded her.

"How can you hit me? I'm your father. Can you be a good baby like this?"

Perhaps it was because Lisko's expression was too ferocious. Little Fran, who had never been reprimanded by an adult, was stunned for a moment. She first looked at her father incomprehensively, then opened her mouth and cried out.

Now it was Lisko's turn to be in a hurry. No matter how he coaxed his daughter, he could not reduce the volume of his cries. At the same time, big tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes. His daughter's facial features were wrinkled together, as if she had suffered some great grievance.
Chapter completed!