Gong Jue's loud words made the cold air in the kitchen vibrate.
However, Gong Ting still didn't speak, only her dark and translucent eyebrows, which were almost identical to Gu Qiqi's, raised slightly.
Gong Jue saw that the effect of education was equal to zero, and a wave of anger rose faintly: "Gong Ting, don't think that since you are six years old, you can stop treating yourself as a man."
The reason why he was so angry might be because he also felt a little guilty about the choice he made at that time.
Cover guilt with anger.
Two can only save one, he neglected his own son because of Nian Nian.
Even if Gong Ting didn't blame him, he secretly blamed himself, wishing he could exchange one life for two
However.
This time Gong Ting lifted her lips lightly: "Gong Jue, don't be so naive, do I still need you to judge whether I'm a man or not, besides, I didn't blame you either."
This time it was Gong Jue's turn to be stunned.
"What do you mean?" Gong Jue frowned.
"It's nothing interesting. I'm not as fragile as you think. Even if I were you, I would have saved Niannian's sister first." Gong Ting said calmly, "Besides, Niannian had already saved me once on the Ferris wheel. If I didn't have Nian Nian today, I might not be able to get off the Ferris wheel alive. It is right to save my sister."
He didn't have a weapon by his side, and he was no match for the eight robbers in Wu Chi.
It was the poison carried by Nian Nian's younger sister that saved the two of them.
Gong Jue was shocked when he heard this.
It turned out that he was wrong about his son.
The son didn't blame him, nor was he upset that he saved Niannian.
His son's care and maintenance for Niannian is comparable to him.
My son still calls that little milk bag his sister
Gong Jue's heart gradually became relieved, and his complexion dissipated.
"Then why were you silent all the way like a gourd just now?" Gong Jue rubbed his hair angrily.
Gong Ting tilted his head, avoiding in disgust: "I'm thinking."
"What are you thinking about?" The corners of Gong Jue's lips twitched violently. Ma Dan, the child is getting older, and the team is becoming more and more difficult to lead, and he still has his own little thoughts.
Gong Ting looks too lazy to tell you: "Are you sure you want to listen?"
Gong Jue: "I listen to my son's thoughts, there is a problem"
Gong Ting: "I'm thinking that starting tomorrow, I will follow Adjutant Lu to learn shooting, practice abdominal muscles, delve into Wu Qin Xi, and then learn medicine and poison from Miss Sister, follow along"
Gong Jue's eyes became more and more surprised, and his breathing became deeper and deeper: ""
Fuck, this brat is quite ambitious
Wait, why didn't Mao learn something from him
Gong Jue: "I can teach you how to shoot."
Gong Ting glanced at him in disgust: "You are a wanted criminal now, you can enter the shooting room of the Commander-in-Chief's Mansion"
The corners of Gong Jue's lips twitched violently: "I have eight pack abs"
Gong Ting disagreed: "I don't want to become a muscular man with no brains, I just want to exercise my physical strength properly."
Gong Jue: ""
What a fucking brat, I sound like a muscular man with no brains
Bear with it, in order to protect the brat's self-esteem and thirst for knowledge, Gong Jue managed to hold back his anger and resentment, and said in a low voice: "Why do you suddenly think of practicing these things? Didn't you always like to think about robotic electronic equipment? "
Gong Ting lowered her eyes and bit her lip: "Because I want to be stronger."
Although he used to like hacking the most, this talent is more suitable for literary combat than martial combat.
On the Internet, he is a top hacker who can make the Internet Continent tremble a few times.
But in reality, he is too weak to compete with others.
Gong Ting took a deep breath. The reason why he was silent all the way was because he had been silently making up his mind to become stronger.
I can protect the people I want to protect, instead of waiting for others to protect