The birth of Prince Dylan made the elders of both sides very happy, and the love for this child has reached an unprecedented height. Hold it in your hand for fear of falling, and hold it in your mouth for fear of melting. Feed him the best nutrition and wear the best clothes. Good clothes are not enough, the child is not yet one year old, His Majesty is planning to build a luxurious independent villa for him, so that he can marry a beautiful and gentle Omega when he grows up.
Xi Wei did not hesitate to veto his father's plan. The child loves it, but he can't spoil it too much, otherwise he will get a bad habit, and maybe he will become a devil when he grows up. With His Majesty's support, he still It's gone
Fortunately, little Dylan seems to be quite obedient, neither crying nor fussing, but his curiosity is very strong, he has to reach out and grab everything he sees, and his pair of small hands are always holding all kinds of strange things. Things, once empty-handed, he can't stay idle.
For example, the flowers and plants planted at home, the decorations used as decorations in the house, the mech fragments found from Uncle Brian, the design materials captured from Uncle Aidean, the collection of book spines in Uncle Caesar’s study, Even uncooked raw beef in the kitchen…
Xi Wei was really speechless towards this child. He had to take everything he saw with his hands. The raw beef hidden in the kitchen could be used as a toy. Why don't you go to heaven if you are so good!
Xi Wei really wanted to spank his ass, but Claire protected her precious son and said with a smile, "All children are like this. My son's curiosity is stronger, which means he is easy to learn."
Xi Wei believed this statement for the time being, and since the baby was still young, he really didn't want to beat him up, so he had to let him go.
Dylan intensified. After grabbing everything in the house that could be grasped, he seemed to feel bored and began to crawl on the ground.
Even though he was old enough to walk, he had to crawl and crawl. Every time Xi Wei picked him up to let him walk properly, he would crawl back to the ground like a mollusk, making his new clothes dirty. There is often a pile of mud on the little face!
Seeing this little thing crawling around on the ground, Xi Wei really wanted to kick his ass.
—Can’t you walk well
— Is it fun to climb around
Xi Wei loves to be clean. Seeing his son covered in mud, he had no choice but to take him to take a bath every night before going to bed.
As a result, the child sat in the bathtub and was restless. He insisted on playing with the water, and while babbling and laughing, he slapped all the water and foam on the ground with his two small hands, making Xi Wei so angry that his brain burst out. pain.
—It’s not easy to take care of children.
—Especially this kind of naughty brat.
However, Xi Wei couldn't help but soften his heart every time he heard the little guy throw his big black eyes and wave his hands into Xi Wei's arms, and call him "Daddy" in a childlike voice.
The little guy is actually quite cute.
After all, he is his own flesh and blood, so let's be naughty if he is naughty, anyway, he is still young, and he may become sensible when he grows up.
However, Xi Wei's expectations were not fulfilled, and Little Dylan was still mischievous after he grew up.
When the child is three years old, according to the imperial practice, a tutor will be invited as the first teacher to teach him some basic grammar, calculation and other knowledge. Xi Wei carefully selected a very talented preschool teacher from Capital Star, and hired him with a lot of money. He thought that the first teacher must be reliable, and he must not teach the children astray.
As a result, on the first day the teacher arrived home, he complained repeatedly and came to sue the eldest prince.
"Oh, I really can't take Prince Dylan with me... He secretly took my optical brain to put it on the corner of the table. I taught him to write. Look at what he wrote!"
Xi Wei took it over and took a look, and his stomach ached from anger—is this called writing? This is called a ghost painting symbol!
I saw a lot of strange lines drawn by Little Dylan on the top of each word, just like the magic spells that masters in ghost hunting movies scribble on yellow paper with their own blood .
Xi Wei was furious, so he grabbed his son and asked, "Is this how the teacher taught you to write? Do you know how to be obedient? You even used the teacher's optical brain to place the corner of the table. Are you really capable?"
Dylan looked at the pile of ghost symbols, and explained earnestly, "It's better to write like this, Dad."
Xi Wei was furious at the ghostly painted talisman: "It looks good?! Do you know it looks good?"
Xi Wei also convinced him that he could write such "artistic characters" without listening to the teacher's words.
The little Dylan who was being scolded pouted aggrievedly, his eyes almost overflowed with tears, sucked his little nose, choked up and said, "Dad bullied me, I'm going to find my father."
Although he was young, he was a ghostly spirit. He knew that Xi Wei had a severe temper, but Claire always protected him. After Xi Wei said a few words, he thought of asking his father to rescue him.
Xi Wei sneered and said, "Give up, your father is not in the capital city."
"Woo..." Dylan cried sadly.
Xi Wei didn't really beat him up afterwards, the child was too young to do it, and this guy was especially cute, he pouted and looked at Xi Wei aggrievedly with his big eyes, one mouthful of his father, I was wrong, Xi Wei was helpless , I had no choice but to rub his head, and said earnestly: "You must listen to the teacher, do you know? You can write as the teacher teaches you."
"Understood, Dad." Dylan nodded seriously.
Xi Wei's new movie started to be filmed, and the child was often ignored when he was busy with the preparations. In addition, Claire often left the capital star. Prince Dylan spent most of his time in a free range state when he was a child. It was so long until he was five years old that Xi Wei and Claire discussed it. After some consideration, he decided to send him to Capital Star St. Paul's Academy.
Back then, Xi Wei and Claire also went to this school when they were five years old. Almost all the descendants of the royal family attended this school, and Xi Wei felt more at ease with the teachers of this school.
On the day when he was sent to school, when he reached the school gate, he hugged Xi Wei's waist with both hands and said, "Daddy, I can't bear you."
The child raised his head, his little face was full of seriousness, Xi Wei couldn't help smiling and pinched his face: "I'm satisfied if you are obedient at school. If you are naughty and cause trouble, ask the teacher to invite the parents, and see how I will deal with you."
Dylan felt that his father was not easy to please, so he turned his head and hugged Claire: "Father, can I not go to school? I really miss you."
Claire rubbed his head gently, and pierced his mind with one sentence: "Why don't you miss us? In fact, you hate reading."
"..." The little guy who was exposed immediately drooped his head, with an expression on his face that he was about to go to the execution ground.
He didn't like reading since he was a child. Every time the instructor in his early childhood gave him a test, he was struggling on the verge of passing. Now that he is officially going to school, the little guy is of course very scared.
Claire sighed helplessly, and said, "We don't have high demands on you, and we don't ask you to be the first in the exam every time, so you don't have to be stressed, and you don't need to ask your classmates if you don't understand."
Dylan nodded seriously: "Oh."
Xi Wei looked at the time and said simply, "It's almost there, go and report."
Just as Dylan took two steps forward, he turned his head and looked at Xi Wei reluctantly. His aggrieved expression seemed to indicate that his father was about to push him into a fire pit. Xi Wei said angrily, "Go!"
"... Oh." Dylan had to hang his head reluctantly and go to the report office to queue up.
Claire really doesn't have high demands on his son. In his opinion, it is good for the child to grow up healthy and healthy, and grades are not important. The descendants of him and Xi Wei's family have enough high school bullies, and there is no need for Dylan to compete with them.
As a child, as long as you don't make big mistakes of principle, you can completely forgive things like failing an exam.
As a result, in the first comprehensive test for freshmen at St. Paul's College, Little Prince Dylan came in second to last.
The little guy took the report card and was too scared to go home, worried that his father would beat him.
In desperation, Claire drove Blue Star all over the capital to look for him, and finally found the sleeping child lying on the table in a small corner of a 24-hour coffee shop. Claire walked over and picked him up.
After carrying the child home all the way, he knew for a long time that this stinky boy got the second-to-last test in Xi Wei. He was full of anger and was waiting to vent. As a result, the child who fell asleep in his father's arms was still whispering in a daze. Said: "Dad, don't beat me... Dad, I'm afraid..."
Xi Wei: "..."
At first, Xi Wei thought that the child was really asleep, but Xi Wei softened his heart for a moment. As a result, when Claire carried him upstairs, Xi Wei took a closer look and found that the guy's eyelashes were flickering, and he was still peeking at him.
"..." Xi Wei went up to stop Claire in two steps, and grabbed the little guy's ears, "You are capable, dare to act in front of your father? You are smart if you want to pretend to be asleep and escape punishment."
Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Dylan stretched out his hands to hug Claire tightly, and put his head into his father's arms desperately, Sessive picked him up and put him on the ground. Just as he was about to beat him, he quickly hid behind Claire.
"..."
Claire, one big and one small, chased after each other, and Claire, who was caught in the middle, had no choice but to stretch out his hands and gently hugged Xi Wei: "Don't be too angry, he is afraid that you will beat him so he dare not return If you don’t get good grades, don’t worry, just hire a teacher for him during the holidays, and just make up the lessons slowly.”
Xi Wei glanced at the brat who was peeking out from behind his father, slapped him on the head, and said, "What are you looking at? Why don't you go to sleep?"
Dylan immediately flew upstairs as if he had been pardoned, ran into his room and locked the door behind him.
Xi Wei looked at the closed door, heaved a long sigh, and said, "I've already given up on him, and I'll leave it to you to take care of him from now on!"
Claire smiled and hugged Xi Wei tightly: "Okay, okay, isn't he pretty good in other aspects except for his poor grades? The little guy is very smart. Look, he knows how to protect himself by acting at such a young age. It's not genetics." Have you lost your acting talent? Maybe he is not interested in studying at all, let's talk about it when he grows up."
Xi Wei rubbed his temples wearily, and said, "All right, all right, I don't care about him. As long as he doesn't kill people and set fires, he can look whatever he wants."
"Aren't you tired recently?" Claire sniffed softly, stretched out her arms to hug him, walked to the bedroom and said, "Let me give you a massage, don't get mad at yourself because of that brat."
Dylan in the bedroom pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the movement outside. When he heard the two fathers enter the next bedroom and close the door, he breathed a long sigh of relief, patted his chest and said, "It's great, I escaped again." A catastrophe."
While lying on the bed, Dylan rolled his big eyes and prayed earnestly: "Dad, please hurry up and have another child, preferably Sister Omega, so that he can focus on the little sister, no matter what I'm dying, bless you."
Perhaps Dylan's prayers had an effect. That night, Claire and Xi Wei had sex all night. A month later, Xi Wei was indeed pregnant again.
Dylan was so happy that he hugged Xi Wei and stuck his head on it curiously: "Dad, is my sister in there? Why is there no movement?"
Xi Wei rubbed his head and said, "It's still early, I can't hear you. How do you know it's my sister?"
Dylan raised her face, her eyes were full of anticipation: "It must be my sister, how cute my sister is, I can wear many beautiful floral dresses for her, and I also drew a lot of comic strips for her, and I can read them when she is born." Yes. I will help Dad take her from now on."
"..." Xi Wei said with a headache, "Forget it, you will definitely bring down your younger siblings!"
Dylan felt that his young heart had been hit hard.
How could he bring his younger siblings down? He is obviously the best brother in the world!