Shen Nianmo immediately rushed out and rushed directly to Shen Jiuli: "Father!"

The little man still had a pack of tears in his eyes, but he stubbornly stopped crying, and rushed into the arms of Shen Jiuli like a small cannonball.?

Shen Jiuli picked him up, looked at the child's swollen eyes, held his fingers in his sleeve, and finally glanced at A Mo.

Amo looked at him with a smile: "Shen Jiuli, do you still want to get engaged to me now?"

Shen Jiuli's eyes finally fell on her face again, and she looked at her for a moment, and smiled: "Why not?"

A Mo: "..."

She smiled leisurely: "You should know that I don't have a good impression of you. Even if you win, I will not marry you as soon as I agree to this marriage as a vow."

Shen Jiuli pressed his palm lightly on his son's eyelid and said lightly in his mouth: "Let's go step by step."

A faint white light came out of his palm, hovering in front of his son's eyes. After a while, he moved his hand away. Shen Nianmo's red and swollen eyebrow finally disappeared, and his double eyelids and big eyes were restored.

"Nianmo, my father remembers that you once said that when you were still in your mother's belly, your mother taught you that a man would shed blood and not shed tears. Did you forget so quickly?"

Shen Nianmo pursed his little mouth tightly, his face blushed a little. He also felt that it was embarrassing to cry so miserably: "Father, Nianmo is wrong."

He snuggled his big head on Shen Jiuli's chest and rubbed it: "Father, Nian Mo misses you."

Shen Jiuli raised his hand and rubbed his head, nodded, and said nothing more.

This is the first time since the little guy was born, Shen Jiuli hugged him.

He was obviously only a few days old, but he looked like a child over one year old, pink and tender, like a small glutinous rice bun.

The child is holding it in his arms and is full of flesh. It is obvious that the child expresses his likes and dislikes, and the mind of the gods is no exception.

When he was in the stone, he was curious about what it felt like to lie in his father's arms. Now he finally tasted this feeling!

The father's arms are like a mountain, giving him a feeling of extreme safety.

He was worried in the barrier just now, but now he was relieved once he threw himself into his father's arms. He was not polite and lay on his face and kissed him with saliva.

Shen Jiuli: "..."

His son is so enthusiastic!

A Mo watched his father-son interaction coldly, which was a natural expression of father-son family affection, and he would never be faked no matter what.

Her eyes became slightly deeper, and she had a moment of trance, but then her eyes became clear and she returned to her indifferent appearance. She smiled softly: "Since you are unwilling to retreat, then let's compete for two more."

Ye Tianli also fell to the ground at this moment. His description was a little down and out, but he was still a handsome young man. He bowed to A Mo: "A Mo, thank you for giving the sword."

Amo smiled lazyly: "You don't have to be polite, prepare for the second game."

Ye Tianli had already thought clearly just now. Through the round of battles just now, Shen Jiuli's mind power was obviously unfathomable, and his magic must be extremely powerful. If he competed in the second game, he would be afraid that he would still be a crushing defeat...

So in the second round, he proposed to test his piano skills...

His piano skills are famous in the six realms, and have attracted countless birds to dance. He is a famous piano saint in the six realms.

When he proposed this, Shen Jiuli looked at him strangely: "Are you sure you want to compare the piano skills? This skill is just a leisure skill, and no matter how strong it is, it cannot be considered a strong skill."
Chapter completed!