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Chapter 74 2/2
Ignorance, not working hard, and achieving success indicate interstellar peace. Our husband’s career has reached its peak.
May you all bless our husband to lead our family for a lifetime!
Little Jiang looked at the stars after finishing his noodles, not forgetting to seek benefits for Hei Feng: “Dad.”
“Hei Feng, it’s been a long time… without eating beef jerky.”
Cen Lang often found the way Little Jiang addressed him amusing.
Whether it’s Dad Cen, Big Brother Hei Feng, Uncle Woof Woof Team, or Grandpa Jiang…
Basically, whoever’s title is heard by the little one within the family becomes his prefix.
Jiang Li is forever addressed as “Dad” because the prefix “Little Jiang Doctor” is too long, affecting the little one’s ability to shout “Dad” ten times in a minute.
After Lu Jing was betrayed by his son-in-law, he occasionally calls him “Cen Team” officially, representing the highest level of irony and sarcasm.
Cen Lang: “It’s eating; it’s just not letting you see.”
Jiang Wangxing was greatly puzzled.
Cen Lang: “Wang Wang, feed him a piece of beef jerky.”
Wang Wang took out a piece of beef jerky, held it in his hand, and fed it to Hei Feng, neither tossing it up nor throwing it on the ground.
Hei Feng, with Captain Woof Woof’s service, gracefully finished the beef jerky. He licked the corners of his mouth, his entire body jet black, without a single strand of fur or weed.
Cen Lang: “Son, relearn.”
Jiang Wangxing: “Oh.”
Cen Lang saw many children in the amusement area and asked, “Do you want to play with the little kids?”
Jiang Wangxing: “After bathing, first hug Dad.”
The most fragrant little star was the first one to hug Dad Jiang.
Cen Lang: “Okay, then we’ll wait at Dad’s doorstep.”
Cen Lang and the little one together folded a corner of the picnic blanket, folded it again, and put it in the bag.
The little one lifted the bag to half his height, walking ahead. He had known the way for a long time.
Cen Lang followed lightly: “Don’t let the bag touch the ground.”
The little one lifted it a bit, almost stumbling.
Cen Lang quickly caught him and moved forward: “Accelerate!”
“Hahaha, Dad!” The broken hair on the little one’s forehead was blown by the wind, and the laughter floated far away in the evening breeze.
The fastest Alpha Dad in the whole interstellar!
Children playing with sand in the sports equipment area envied and asked their grandparents, “Grandpa, can you carry me and run so fast?”
The old man and old lady looked at each other awkwardly and said, “No.”
Well, there are benefits to Alpha Dad personally accompanying the child.
…
Jiang Li didn’t want Cen Lang and the child to wait too long, so he would often misreport his off-duty time, saying 8 o’clock when it was 7:30, or else the two would arrive half an hour early.
At 7:40, Jiang Li had just left the research institute and saw Cen Lang sprinting a hundred meters with the child in his arms, with bodyguards and military dogs chasing behind.
If it weren’t for the little one laughing all the way, passersby would want to call the police, and Jiang Li would be silent.
Jiang Li silently retreated a bit, and when he went out again, Cen Lang stood at the old place waiting for him without blushing or panting, the little one leaning against his thigh, communicating with Hei Feng on how to eat beef jerky.
People and dogs in a proper manner.
Jiang Li suddenly became curious about what Cen Lang was like privately with the child.
He took over the child and felt something was off.
“Wiped with iodine?”
Cen Lang nodded. “Elbow touched the ground; just to be safe, I applied a little.”
Jiang Li lifted his son’s tender arm, no abrasions, and said, “Oh.”
While Cen Lang was operating the aircraft, Jiang Li suddenly asked Wang Wang, “What did you do today?”
Wang was very clever. Anything related to the little one could not be said, but saying nothing made him appear to have no value in front of the lady.
He thought for a moment and said, “I played in the park today. There was an elderly couple jealous that Mr. Cen personally accompanied the child, spreading rumors that Mr. Cen is a kept man.”
Helping Mr. Cen gain the attention of the lady and Alpha, Captain Woof Woof made a great contribution.
Jiang Li pondered: “Didn’t Cen blush?”
If he blushed, it wouldn’t work.
A dark face would definitely silence the other person.
Wang Wang: “The Mr. Cen who takes the child is very approachable.”
Jiang Li smiled and looked at the little one’s fingers.
With his nails trimmed like this, does he qualify as a kept man?
He has been busy lately, neglecting some things.
…
Two days later, after Jiang Li busily completed his experiment, he opened his phone to check Cen Lang’s location.
If he was in the park, he would go and show his face.
Saying this sounds a bit arrogant, but standing next to Cen Lang, no one should think that Mr. Cen is a kept man, right?
“Training ground?” Jiang Li read the name on the location and, without giving a heads-up, flew the aircraft there to give the little one a surprise.
When the aircraft was in the air, Jiang Li noticed that there was a mud pit on the training ground.
At that moment, he didn’t pay much attention to it until he descended, and the view became clearer yet also blurrier. He couldn’t make out the figures rolling in the mud—the man, the dog, and the child.
“…”
As the aircraft approached, Cen Lang immediately caught it with his peripheral vision. Only family members could fly into the training ground without being intercepted. Judging by the color of the aircraft, it was Dr. Little Jiang’s blue and white one!
This is bad!
“Your dad is here.”
Cen Lang quickly put the little one on the ground and took a towel from the side to wipe his face, but his own hands were full of mud, and the towel got dirty as soon as he took it.
Hei Feng, sensing his owner’s intention and the imminent danger, with its entire body clean except for its tongue, urgently helped the little one clean the mud off his fingers.
Chaos ensued with one person, one dog, and a hurried mess.
The scene was too shocking, and Jiang Li suddenly had nothing to say. He even reflected on himself. not as good as Hei Feng.
Deep affection for the licked calf.
Dr. Jiang could only think of this idiom for a moment.
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