Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 687: Cat Pajamas
This is a spring and autumn pajama set with patterns matching an orange cat’s fur. The designer was even considerate enough to add a tail to the pants and a cat head hood to the pajamas.
Tuanzi initially received this pajama set, calmly put it on, and when she noticed someone taking photos, she cooperated warmly by meowing a few times.
If it were Ning Jixiu, the former Demon Sect Leader, he would feel that his senior was humiliating him.
Ordinary people often used his name to scare their children at home; his fierce reputation was that formidable. But now, the Sect Leader, who could stop children from crying, had to wear cat pajamas.
How can this be endured?
It can’t be endured!
Ning Jixiu roared in the bathroom, "Bring this seat another set of clothes!"
No one paid attention.
Outside the room.
Duan Xiayou still had some conscience, "Isn’t it too harsh to provoke him like this?"
"What’s harsh about it? They’re just kids, wearing cute clothes is no big deal," Ji Zhangzhuo always had countless reasons.
"Besides, Miaomiao can’t fit into these clothes anymore. If they don’t wear them, it’s a waste. They’re not even dresses, no need to be so particular. Eldest brother, don’t spoil him."
Duan Xiayou was convinced, primarily because he couldn’t quickly conjure up clothes for a little boy, and frugality is a virtue.
Over ten minutes later, the room door opened, revealing a black face.
The little boy had a round face and big eyes, adorably cute, but with a fierce expression. However, dressed in orange cat pajamas with a big tail hanging behind, the fierceness lacked much intimidation.
"Miaomiao washed a lot of fruits, who wants to eat them?"
A cheerful voice came from the stairs between the second and third floors.
Ning Jixiu instinctively wanted to return to the room, but Ji Zhangzhuo, quick-witted, closed the door directly. Duan Xiayou pushed him forward, and the little boy stumbled a few steps towards the stairs, meeting Tuanzi’s gaze as she ran up.
Similarly adorably cute, Tuanzi was stunned, and within seconds, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
"Such a cute kitty!"
She pounced forward, placing the hat on Ning Jixiu with the advantage of her height and speed.
With the furry hat and chubby cheeks, Tuanzi held her face and admired herself, swaying with pleasure. As if not noticing Ning Jixiu’s black face, she hugged him tightly, vigorously rubbing his face.
"Eighth brother, you’re the most adorable kitty in the world!"
The Demon Sect Leader, who aspired to become the Martial Arts Supreme, loved descriptions with ’most,’ but he would have preferred it not to be ’most adorable kitty.’
"You’re too impudent!"
He roared in a baby-like fierce manner, trying to push Tuanzi away, but he couldn’t.
Ning Jixiu: "..."
The new kitty grumbled, "What kind of lousy cultivation technique is this, regressing me twenty years on purpose?"
"Oh, eighth brother, you’re twenty-three this year."
Tuanzi’s clever brain turned, "Then you’re so young, is there such a young Demon Sect Leader?"
Ning Jixiu speechlessly stared at the little girl in front of him.
The junior sister should be under six years old; how could she say twenty-three is so young?
Besides, what’s wrong with a twenty-three-year-old Demon Sect Leader? It proves he’s young and outstanding.
The young and outstanding Sect Leader was dragged downstairs by his little junior sister.
"Here, at your age, you need to eat more apples to scrape your teeth."
Tuanzi specifically handed him a big, red apple, already biting into one herself.
The sweet apple scent wafted into Ning Jixiu’s nose.
"I don’t eat, this seat doesn’t need to scrape teeth!"
The little boy puffed up in anger, "This seat merely regressed bodily twenty years, I won’t change teeth again!"
He glanced at Tuanzi’s small mouth, "It’s you who’s still changing teeth, even speaking with a lisp."
Tuanzi: "..."
Tuanzi got angry too. Regardless of whether Ning Jixiu would eat, she directly blocked his mouth with the apple.
The former Demon Sect Leader could not resist.
Regressed bodily twenty years, his martial arts were gone, leaving only a bit of cultivation technique for emergencies.
Ji Zhangzhuo sat smilingly on the side, watching the two, as if watching two little kittens fight, with no harm whatsoever.
Duan Xiayou, initially going to intervene, was smitten, quietly taking out a phone to record a video and sharing it with Tantai Yi and Zhen Haowei working outside.
Zhen Haowei, a relationship observer, couldn’t use his phone during live broadcasts. Tantai Yi, temporarily acting as an assistant, could use his phone privately and replied quickly.
[Tantai Yi: Eighth Junior Brother?]
[Duan Xiayou: You guessed it, due to a cultivation technique, he regressed to three years old, but his mental age is still twenty-three]
[Tantai Yi: A person’s temperament can be influenced by their body]
Duan Xiayou raised an eyebrow, wondering if the third junior brother meant the eighth junior brother would be influenced and become extremely childish. He couldn’t help but look at the fighting kitty area and found the little junior sister, tired from fighting, continuing to bite into an apple, while Ning Jixiu deliberately interrupted her apple-eating, like a little kitty always swiping at people with its tail.
[Duan Xiayou: You have a point, by the way, how’s seventh junior brother’s work going? Is he performing well?]
[Tantai Yi: Not sure how to describe, why not watch the live broadcast yourself]
Duan Xiayou immediately had a bad premonition, hurriedly opening the relevant app to watch the live broadcast. Unable to find the headphones anywhere, he simply put it on speaker.
The camera was just on Zhen Haowei. This man, standing at 1.9 meters, appeared much taller than the two guests beside him. His looks were decent, with a somewhat honest demeanor, and his expression was very sincere.
"I don’t think this couple should be together. The male guest’s character doesn’t match the female guest."
Even without watching the show, Duan Xiayou knew that as an observer, he couldn’t speak so bluntly. Besides, he heard the seventh junior brother got the script, could it be written like this? If it was truly written like this, it could only mean one thing, the director was setting a trap for the seventh junior brother!
"Hey, is it seventh brother’s show?"
The apple-chewing Tuanzi ran over in a hurry, affectionately sticking by Duan Xiayou’s side, peering eagerly at the screen.
Ning Jixiu, with his tousled hair, climbed up and sat on the sofa angrily, his little legs unconsciously swinging a few times.
"What’s the matter? Little junior sister not playing with you, are you upset?"
Ning Jixiu turned his head, glaring at Ji Zhangzhuo with malice, "Lend this seat some silver, I need to buy new clothes."
Li Zhou, munching on melon seeds, looked at him deeply, finding it bold to ask the second senior brother for money!
This Black Heart Leopard contemplated whether to follow the second senior brother in profiting off the eighth junior brother.
East Gate West was searching for the remote control, hearing this, muttered mockingly, "Little fool."
East Gate East: "Dare to say it louder."
East Gate West confidently: "If too loud, he’ll be on alert."
How could he kindly remind the new junior brother? He had no intention of being a good senior brother!
On the sofa.
Tuanzi’s mouth hung open as she watched the orating Zhen Haowei, forgetting to bite into her apple.
Duan Xiayou voiced her thoughts, "He’s so bold, he’s going to get scolded badly now."
