In fact, that group of mercenaries were just passing by.

They were not sent by anyone to kill Feng Dongshi, nor did they notice that someone in the wooden house was preparing to start a massacre.

The two places are still far apart, and even if the little girl opens her throat, they may not be able to hear them.

They just happened to pass by.

The night was dark, and they did not see the signs with skulls on the roadside. The car drove by and was instantly blown to pieces.

They mistakenly thought they were ambushed, so they began to shoot wildly.

But when this scene fell into Feng Dongshi's eyes, it changed another meaning.

The other party is in the light and he is in the dark, so there is no pressure to kill, and it is almost a unilateral massacre.

After the last man fell to the ground, Feng Dongshi appeared in the night and returned to the wooden house through the rolling smoke and the corpse.

Before he could walk in, he heard the baby's crying and his pace suddenly accelerated.

Somehow, the little guy flipped off his homemade doll, crying so hard that he couldn't breathe, and his little face turned red.

I don’t know how long she had woken up, and her voice was hoarse when she cried.

Strangely, her crying gradually became smaller after seeing Feng Dongshi.

When he hugged her in his arms, the tears stopped instantly.

"It's useless! Why are you crying?" He said something disgusting and bored, but his movements were very gentle.

The little girl leaned in his arms, still humming quietly.

This is a signal.

Feng Dongshi knew clearly, so he reached out to touch her diapers, and it felt warm.

He skillfully changed her to a new diapers. He then held her in one hand and made milk for her with the other, solving all her current physiological needs.

When the Feng family came to pick him up, they saw such a strange picture.

"Young Master..."

"Shh!" Feng Dongshi glared at the other party.

The latter quickly silenced.

He looked at the child in his arms carefully. Seeing that she was still sleeping soundly, the maid lowered her voice, "Jiu Master asked us to pick you up, I won't need to do the next task for the time being."

"Why?" These two tasks were originally connected, and they happened to be in this place.

"This group of mercenaries has some origins. If you kill them, the employer behind them will definitely not stop."

Feng Dongshi said nothing.

He just thought of this result, which is why they usually don’t kill people outside the plan.

He was not afraid of the other party's revenge, but he just felt it was troublesome.

The other party chose to take revenge not to give the mercenaries an explanation, but just suspected that he was deliberately against them, so he had to give him a reply.

Feng Xun probably wanted to solve the trouble he caused, so he temporarily stopped his second action.

He hugged the little girl's hand tightly, but Feng Dongshi did not refuse.

He sat on the plane back to Feng's house, laying on his back on the seat, putting the little girl on him like usual, and the two of them fell asleep in such a strange and harmonious manner.

The maid Xiya looked at her in surprise, her heart full of doubts.

When she kept the child by the young master's side as Jiu Ye told him that day, she thought she would definitely not have survived that night.

Unexpectedly...

The young master cares about her so much!

After staring at the two of them for a while, Xiya saw that they seemed to be asleep, so she wanted to reach out to take the little girl away.

But before his hand touched the little girl's clothes, Feng Dongshi, who suddenly woke up, grabbed his wrist.

"Young Master!" Xiya was startled.

"What are you doing?" Feng Dongshi's eyebrows were slightly tightened, and there was a warning in his eyes.

"I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable sleeping, so I want to carry her to rest next to you."

"Need not."

I don’t know if the sound of their speech disturbed her, but the little girl twisted her butt and smashed her mouth twice, and her saliva flowed to Feng Dongshi’s chest.

He was so clean, but he didn't say anything about it. He even hugged her and patted her gently. An unknown melody appeared between his lips and gently coaxed her to sleep.

Xiya was so shocked that she forgot to walk away, and froze and stared at the same place with her eyes widened.

oh-my-god!

This child’s true identity is not the illegitimate daughter of their young master, right?

Xiya told other maids about her guesses, and the circle of girls was instantly in an uproar.

There are at least dozens of maids in their twenties like Xiya in their old house, all of whom are responsible for serving the young master.

Feng Xun was specially arranged in this way.

He thought that at the age of Feng Dongshi, he was the time when he was the most curious about gender issues. He had to have channels to vent such high-risk work all day long. What if he had any needs? So he "concerned" to prepare various beauties for his son, who could not only take care of his life, but also take care of his psychology and physiology.

However, Feng Xun didn't know that his son was not a normal person, so the way to relieve the compression was naturally abnormal.

Feng Dongshi was not interested in women, he only liked to kill people.

Now, besides killing people, he thinks it is also interesting to fiddle with children.

Every day, I bathe the little kid, scent, and change into clean new clothes. A small white and tender little one will feel infinite satisfaction in his heart when he looks at it.

He never felt that there was any problem with his mentality until one day he accidentally heard two maids whispering behind his back.

The maid said, "Hey, do you think the eldest young master has a gangster fetish?"

The maid b disagrees with the rebuttal, "That can't be considered a 'child', that's a baby."

"In this way, it should be a baby lover?"

"How could this be said? If there is really a greedy child, it would be like to be a father." Maid b once again put forward a different view.

"You don't necessarily want to be a father, maybe you like to play training games.

Look at the expression of the eldest young master whenever he changes his clothes for the young lady, it's so...

Although he is handsome and does not give people the perverted feeling, but boys of his age are not as patient as babies, unless he regards the little lady as a toy and caring for her as a pastime for him, wouldn’t he feel perverted when he thinks of this?”

The maid swallowed, "...it seems a little bit."

Feng Dongshi sank a face behind the door.

Development game?!

Perverted?

It turns out that he is so dedicated to taking care of the little kid, but he actually gives people this feeling!

If you think about it carefully, he didn't strangle the child to death at the beginning because he was angry with Feng Xun.

It turns out that he has won, but the fruit of this victory is a bit toothy.

That night, Feng Dong took the little girl to Xiya's room.

Xiya took the baby in a daze and said in a daze, "Young Master, this is..."

"You will take care of her in the future."

He handed the child to Xiya's arms. Feng Dongshi wanted to leave casually, but he saw that the child began to curl his lips as soon as he left his arms. He was about to cry loudly. He hurriedly took it back and told him worriedly, "Don't hug her vertically, you must hug her horizontally."

Don’t worry about pouring water and ignoring her when you make milk for her at night. You have to chat with her while you are busy. She won’t cry when she hears someone talking next to her.”

"Oh." Xiya wrote down one by one.

"And..."

Xiya raised her eyebrows and thought to herself that there is still something?

"The bottle that drinks milk is the one with a small cow pattern on the bottle, and the bottle that drinks water is the one with water droplets.

You must not mess around, she will make trouble if you mess around."

"……OK."

Half an hour later—

"Article 156: When you sleep at night, you must let her lie on you. She can't sleep on the bed. If she doesn't have a good rest at night, it will affect her development."

Xiya took the pen and paused the action recorded in the small notebook and said, "Young master, why don't I record it."

Hearing this, Feng Dong's eyebrows were slightly lowered.

Xiya thought it was her half-joking words that made him unhappy. She was about to explain, but when Feng Dongshi thought for a moment, she replied seriously, "Yes."

Xiya: "…"
To be continued...