Lu Chen hugged Xiao Ping, "My son called Dad."

"Baba …"
Xiao Pingan shouted with his mouth shut. Although the tone was strange, Lu Chen was still very heart-warming.
He thanked the Xuan Nv clan patriarch, "Goddess didn’t want you to have such a high level of education. In the future, I will let the dog go to your place to listen to your teaching for a few years."
The goddess looked at her eyes and smiled peacefully. "So good."
One-inch shivered inexplicably, and a pair of small hands hugged his chest. After the daughter left, she looked at the distant sunrise.
Young and safe, Xuan Nv is a terrible place, where there are many big sisters playing with themselves one by one. It’s terrible.
Are women such terrible creatures? He will never go to Xuan Nv again for a generation.
……
A blink of an eye is a few happy years in the past. When Xiao Ping is three years old, he can run, jump and speak fluently, but he has also contracted some bad habits.
It’s all because Xiao Jinlong secretly brought dragon milk to Xiao Ping when he came back. Xiao Ping was weaned and became addicted to milk out of control.
Lu Chen has repeatedly taught you to drink, but those who hide and drink no will be laughed at in the future.
Xiao Ping was smart since childhood, but Lu Chen didn’t teach him any practice skills or guide him to have a worried childhood.
Three-and-a-half-year-old Liu Chen and Li Yi sent Xiao Ping to the special nursery in Xuan Nv. The little guy didn’t want to be kidnapped by the big sisters of Xuan Nv nationality with a desperate face.
"Still too young …"
Liu Chen waved and said goodbye to his son with a smile
"How to envy? Do you want to accompany me to read one? "
The tone of painting pears is ridiculous.
But Lu Chen knew that this was a proposition, and quickly shook his head and said, "What are you talking about? Let’s go back to practice!"
After all, the attitude of caring for a generation is definitely different from that of a girl who used to love to play.
As time goes by, Lu Ping-an is seven years old and officially graduated from Xuan Nv kindergarten. He is still a tiny child, but he seems to have vicissitudes in his eyes when he left.
When Chang came to Terran, he saw the excitement in the eyes of the ethnic boys.
After seeing his parents, Xiao Ping-an really wants to say three and a half years, three and a half years, parents. Do you know how I spent these three and a half years?
There isn’t even a boy or a playmate in that hellhole of Xuan Nv people. They all hate girls. I don’t want to play dolls. I don’t want to play games in skirts. I want to play some games with men and men!
Lu Chen read her emotions and patted her little head. "It’s okay. You will be friends and playmates of the same age in the future."
He can say that this is a normal phenomenon. When I was a child, most boys still liked to play with boys, but they didn’t like to play with girls. It is normal for Tiny to feel wronged.
But it is estimated that Xiao Ping will miss his childhood when he grows up.
"Dad, mom, are you going to teach your child to practice?"
Xiao Ping asked curiously about the Xuan Nv people. Obviously, his cultural quality has risen a lot in recent years, and because of his high spirit, he learns languages quickly and never forgets anything, which means he can’t scan his mind, otherwise he will be worse than a supercomputer.
Liu Chen and painted pear clothes shook his head with a small peace for several people. After Liu Chen moved to condense the essence of heaven and earth, he sealed the town.
Because once Lu Ping ‘an practices, he may not be able to stop the car. It’s hard to say whether he can bring it back then.
The idea of painting pear clothes is that the worldview of the vast mainland is not conducive to her son’s growth, and it is easy to erect cruel mistakes. It is better to send it back to the dragon world study
Lu Chenshi thinks it’s nothing, but listening to painted pear clothes can also avoid risks and prevent children from becoming too strong to go back.
He examined Lu Ping-an’s body and wrist, and there was a vague mark like himself, which was to make a hidden mark and draw pears and clothes by himself. If one of them could return, they could pull it, but before Lu Ping-an’s strength could not be too high.
After painting pear clothes and Lu Chen’s reluctant seal, they officially started a long-term closed practice, and those who dare to disturb again after experiencing the stability of all beings in the wilderness.
Years have passed in a blink of an eye, and it has been vicissitudes for three million years.
A cave in Nanzhanbuzhou collapsed, and a black shadow rose to the sky, stretching its body and surging more vigorously than before.
Another woman in a red and white dress is also full of breath and good fortune.
Chapter one thousand seven hundred and sixteen Ping-an Lu I want a boys’ school!
All the strong men look at the long man in the direction of the southern part of the continent
The soul of the martial arts is overwhelming, and all living beings can’t forget the feat of this strong man three million years ago.
After 3 million years, the other side seems to be stronger than before.
Three million years is a long time, but it can also be regarded as a period of time for the living beings in the wild, and it is not long for those who are strong.
At least, the major families have been recuperating over the years, and the heads of the strong families have practiced, but they have not made any progress.