Chapter 26: Nine-tenths full, God of Killing Bibi Dong!

"You're welcome, Grandpa Ghost."

Qian Renjue had a warm smile on his face and responded to Ghost Douluo softly.

The sound of the system was just a pleasant surprise to him.

Turned around and returned to Qian Renxue.

Qian Renjue was just about to raise the bowl in his hand and drink to his heart's content.

But he saw Qianxunji still sitting there doing nothing.

The extra bowl in his hand was supposed to belong to Qianxunji.

Just now
Qian Renxue naturally noticed the wonderful change in Qian Xunji's expression.

Holding the hot porridge, hesitating
Qian Renjue had already approached her.

He asked with concern: "Are you hungry, Dad? Do you want to eat with Jue? Jue can feed you."

In response to this, Qianxunji naturally kept nodding his head.

"hungry!"

Such childish remarks made Kiku and Gui dare not even raise their heads.

Afraid of being remembered by Qianxunji.

Looking at Qianxunji's mouth waiting for his son to feed him.
Qian Renxue couldn't help but blush for him.

She knew that Qianxunji was no longer the father she remembered.

Such a dad.
It really makes people want to cherish it.

There were few people present who were enjoying it as much as Qianxunji.

Then the only one left is Qian Ren Jue.

On the contrary, Tiangang touched Qianxunji's head and asked him to eat slowly.

"Dad, eat slowly. You haven't even taken a few bites!"

"puff!"

Qian Renxue couldn't hold back her laughter any longer.

There was a smile and a little shyness in her bright purple eyes.

Walk forward and come to Qian Renjue.

She said softly, "Jue, sister is full, let me feed daddy."

"Sister."

"well!"

Before Qian Renjue finished speaking, Qian Xunji nodded excitedly.

He muttered, "Xiao Jue, go feed yourself first."

"Yes, I know."

Qian Renjue nodded slightly and made way.

Go to the campfire, refill your glass, and grab another skewer of barbecue.

Qianxunji was in a good mood.

Chaoju and Gui ordered:
"Yueguan, Guimei, serve yourself if you need. Two children can't eat so much."

"My subordinate understands!"

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo responded in unison.

But he kept his head down, not daring to look around, nor taking Qianxunji's words seriously.

Two kids can't eat that much.
But there is also you!
Being fed by his children in turn, Qianxunji felt that what they were feeding him was not food.

But spoonfuls of something called "happiness".

Even if you are full.

Qianxunji still didn't want to stop.

After all, this kind of thing is something you enjoy less and less.

"Dad, are you really not full?"

Qian Renxue frowned and looked at Qian Xunji's clothes that were bulging.

"Ahem. Still a little short."

Qianxunji coughed twice, supported himself on the ground with his hands, and was unable to straighten his back.

"But Dad is gone!"

Qian Renjue's voice sounded, somewhat muffled.

Qian Renxue looked back curiously.

Qian Renjue was holding the small pot, tilting his head back and sticking out his tongue.

Pour the leftovers from the pot into your mouth.

This funny and cute look made Qian Renxue feel a little amused and helpless.

"Jue, aren't you hot?!"

"No, sister, the pot is already cold."

Qian Renjue leaned his head sideways, licked his lips and smacked his lips.

His eyes looked towards Qianxunji.

"If Dad is still hungry, let's grill some more meat."

"..."

Qian Renxue looked back at Qian Xunji with a suspicious and strange look in her eyes.

“Uh huh.”

Qianxunji chuckled and tried his best to look normal.

Shaking his head gently:

"Forget about the barbecue. It's already late, so eating until you're 90% full is enough."

I heard Qianxunji's voice.

The corners of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo's mouths twitched.

Ninety percent full?! If you only look at her belly, you might think she is pregnant.

Is this still their Pope?
It's so cruel!

"Dad, are you really okay?"

Qian Renxue showed concern on her face.

I couldn't help but raise my hand and gently poke the belly that I had made bigger.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Qianxunji sat cross-legged, sitting up straight, his old face turned red when Qian Renxue looked at him.

He tried to get her away.

"Xiaoxue, you should take Xiaojue to wash up first and go to bed early. It's getting late."

"OK then."

Qian Renxue shook her head helplessly, then stood up and greeted Qian Renjue.

"Jue, come here and go back to the carriage with your sister."

"coming!"

Qian Renjue quickly put down the pot in his hand and took Qian Renxue's little hand.

Looking back, I discovered that Qianxunji was abnormal.

"Sister, what's wrong with Dad? His shoulders are shaking."

Qian Renxue looked back and said with a smile:
"Maybe I ate too fast and was too full, so I burped."

"Didn't dad say to be nine-tenths full?"

Amid Qian Renjue's doubtful voice, Qian Renxue pulled him into the carriage.

Watching the two little guys disappear from sight.

Qianxunji stopped suppressing himself, his shoulders were shaking and he was burping and sneezing non-stop.

“Ugh! Ugh!”

Ju Douluo couldn't help but ask in a tender voice: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

"I uh! What could be wrong?"

Qianxun Ji touched her belly, lay on the grass, burped, and had a smile on her face.

Even if something happens, it is a happy event.

It feels good to be a child.

Qianxunji looked at the stars in the sky, squinted his eyes, and waited for digestion.

Ju and Gui looked at each other and stood guard by the side.

Half an hour passed.

Qianxunji stood up and ordered:

"Yueguan, Guimei, I'll trouble you to pick up Dong'er tomorrow."

"My subordinate understands!"

After getting their response, Qianxunji walked towards the carriage.

I saw that he was a little unsteady when getting into the car.

Ju Douluo really wanted to go up and give him a hand.

Wait until Qianxun quickly got into the carriage.

Ju Douluo couldn't help but whispered:

"Old ghost, have you noticed that His Holiness the Pope has become somewhat unreasonable?"

Ghost Douluo was still holding the bowl given to him by Qian Renjue.

He glanced at Ju Douluo faintly.

Meaningfully:
"There are reasons for the changes in His Holiness the Pope. You will understand it later, Chrysanthemum."

The words fell.

He put away the bowl in his hand without leaving any trace.

Ju Douluo had a weird look on his face, and couldn't help but stepped forward and touched Ghost Douluo's forehead.

"You bastard, are you okay?"

Ghost Douluo smiled and said:
"I'm fine, better than I've ever been."

"You are sick, you are definitely sick!"

Looking at the smile on Ghost Douluo's face, Ju Douluo became more certain that he was sick.

night.

Qianxunji was so full that he couldn't fall asleep.

Just quietly watching the two little guys sleeping.

……

the next day.

On a patch of blue-silver grass near the City of Slaughter.

There stood a graceful figure.

The burgundy dress exudes a hostile aura.

But at this time.
Her murderous eyes were mixed with tenderness.

Looking quietly at the empty treasure bag in his hand.

Swish!
The breeze was blowing, and her long skirt and hair were fluttering.

Two figures suddenly appeared on both sides of her.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo bowed slightly.

"Congratulations to Her Highness the Saint for passing the Road to Hell and becoming the God of Death!"

"We are here on the orders of the Pope"

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)