Monster Catching Daddy

Chapter 459 A Gentleman Is Open (Second)
The answer is ready to come out, Feng Chuuxue is undoubtedly the most suitable person on this planet to be Xinxin's nanny.

She is not a psychic, and she has been certified twice, first under house arrest and observation, and then identified as a standard Muggle-level non-psychic by Team Leader Ah Xu.

She has no hope of awakening.

But she knows about spirits and demons, so she is completely immune to the demon-slaying "heart-to-heart talk".

Then, I don't need to hide in front of her, even when Ji Bai and Liang Zai come over, as long as Xinxin is not at home, they can chat freely.

The most important thing is that Xinxin likes her.

Teacher Fuxue is talented, knows how to cook, is careful enough, and is also reliable.

Everyone has known each other for so long, and she still owes her life-saving grace. She also knows that Shen Chong's identity and background are not simple. As long as the salary is sufficient, she should do things with all her heart.

Feng Chuixue has taught Xinxin for so long, and Shen Chong can trust her in all aspects of her personality and character.

So now there is only one question, whether she is willing or not.

After all, he is an artist anyway, and it seems that he will soon become a great artist. Now he is still willing to teach Xinxin, which is very interesting.

It's really not about money, it's all about friendship.

Otherwise, a painting can probably be sold for tens of thousands.

With very complicated and anxious thoughts in mind, Shen Chong walked into the studio with his hands in his trouser pockets.

Once people ask for something, they often become uncomfortable. For example, he is like this now. After he came in, he just wanted to say hello, but he immediately felt that something was wrong.

Unknowingly, the summer is deep, and the dog days are coming soon, the temperature is gradually rising, Mr. Chuuxue is dressed a little refreshingly today.

Her lower body is white and clean, and the elegant five-point trousers expose her well-proportioned calves, which are not long-legged.

Her upper body wears a more refreshing sling, which doesn't look too revealing from a distance, and the neckline is pressed tightly, so that it won't show the spring light, but if you look closely, your eyes will inevitably fall on her collarbone, which is as delicate as fat white jade. superior.

And her arms that are completely exposed outside are really well-proportioned and beautiful.

I really didn't see that Mr. Fuxue is not tall, but his body is so well trained, maybe it's a natural thing.

Her elegant and fresh dress, coupled with simpler and neater short hair, and her naturally beautiful protein skin without any makeup, made her look a bit refined.

If he hadn't seen her ordinary appearance, Shen Chong really couldn't believe it was the same person before and after.

This is what Shen Chong felt was wrong.

Feng Chuixue is too beautiful and too young, if he left someone at home to help take care of Xinxin, he might be suspected of being a plum in the melon field.

It's fine during the day, and it's okay to sleep with Xinxin at night.

But sometimes, if Xinxin wanted to sleep in her own crib, then when Xinxin fell asleep, she and Feng Chuuxue were both awake, wouldn't it be a man and a woman sharing the same room?
In the past, he really didn't care about these issues. Of course, when he just came here, he was so poor that he had exhausted all his efforts to support himself and a house, and he didn't have time to think about these things.

But it's different now, his wealth has risen too fast, he can be called the upstart of the upstarts, the king of the five kings.

In addition, his own mentality has also changed. No matter how dull a person is, he has read so many books in order to get in the old forest.

I just made up my mind, but unconsciously, I slowly retracted it because of the extra thoughts.

Shen Chong scratched his head.

This may be the pain of growing up. Knowing too much may not be a good thing.

He sat in the corner of the studio and watched the two quietly, wandering and hesitating.

There are many chaotic thoughts in his mind, each thought seems to be speaking with different voices, speaking different words, trying to take him in different directions.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

In a trance, Xinxin's crisp voice rang in his ears, pulling him back to the world from his wandering thoughts.

Shen Chong's eyes gradually focused, looked at Xinxin who seemed a little nervous and worried, grinned, and touched her little face, "Dad is fine, I was just thinking about something."

Xinxin tilted her head and looked at him, "Dad, you are thinking about Xinxin."

Shen Chong's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't know how to answer.

The sensitivity of children is really beyond imagination.

It is impossible for children to know everything.

I don't understand it, but it often surprises or frightens people inadvertently.

Adults are used to living in the world with all kinds of masks, even when facing their own children, they will forget to tear off the masks.

Habitually concealing his exhaustion, pretending to be upright and never tired or sad.

Or they hide their emotions, are unwilling to share them with their children, and talk about what children know, such self-righteous words to prevaricate the children.

But in fact, the eyes of children observing the world have a colorful color that adults cannot understand when they grow up.

Children don't even need to use their brains to think too much, just open their eyes and look at their parents, and they can often easily see through the "color" of adults and see through their hearts.

"Dad, don't be angry with Xinxin, I will be obedient. I will be obedient."

Xinxin didn't know what was wrong, so she gently leaned forward and hugged Shen Chong.

Shen Chong hurriedly explained to her: "I'm not angry with you, you performed very well today! No, you performed very well every day!"

Xinxin rubbed her nose, "But Dad, I have seen you from my mother before. Sometimes she is very busy at work and I really want to play with my mother, she will be like this. Mom become unhappy."

Shen Chong frowned slightly, "Then will she get angry with you?"

Xinxin shook her head, "Mom isn't angry with me, but I just feel scared."

Shen Chong sighed again, the child's mother was younger after all.

The education she received since she was a child, her personal situation, and all these factors made her physically a mother of Xinxin, but frankly speaking, as a mother, the child's mother is still psychologically immature.

Maybe she has tried hard to do better, but many things can't be done in one word.

She is commendable for not being angry with Xin Xin when she feels restless.

It's a pity that her acting skills were not up to par after all, and she couldn't hide from Xinxin's sharp eyes.

Shen Chong smiled, but he didn't take the opportunity to speak ill of Lao Lin. Instead, he excused her and said, "Xinxin, don't blame mom. Before dad didn't come back, she took you very hard. But now dad is back, look, mom Is it different from before?"

Xinxin nodded heavily, "En!"

"Also, Dad isn't angry, he's just a little tired. I swear to you!"

Shen Chong stretched out his finger and hooked Xinxin.

Over there, Feng Chuixue finally put Xinxin's afternoon painting into a frame, carried it over in his arms, and put it in front of Shen Chong, "Mr. Shen, you don't need to say it, Xinxin has already seen that you are tired."

Shen Chong looked up at the painting Feng Chuixue was holding in front of him, and felt a little breathless for a moment.

In the morning, he lay on the sofa and "closed his eyes to rest his mind", Xinxin was only drawing lines with a sketch pen.

He didn't look at the painting carefully at the time. He didn't expect that she didn't make a new painting in the afternoon, but changed it into an oil painting based on the line draft in the morning.

Xinxin's use of color is already very proficient, and her depiction skills are even more proficient, not like a five or six-year-old child, but what really touches people's hearts is still coming through this pair of drawings. people's hearts.

Xinxin replaced the sofa with a darker brown, and I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional to choose the color of Shen Chong's face to be darker.

Taking these two focal objects as the divergence points makes the charm of the whole painting slightly heavy.

Xinxin not only draws spirit, but also draws rhyme.

Seeing that Shen Chong was stunned, Feng Chuixue said again: "Mr. Shen, I heard about your company. There are some things I shouldn't have said, but Mr. Shen, you really push yourself too much. You have to let yourself learn Rest. Xinxin can draw this kind of effect, on the one hand, her talent is amazing, on the other hand, because you give her too strong feelings."

Shen Chong pinched his face in embarrassment, "Do I look so tired? It seems like I have aged several years."

Feng Chuuxue rolled his eyes, "Guess what Xin Xin said when I asked her to name this painting?"

"Uh……"

Xin Xin who was next to him rushed to answer, "Tired dad!"

Now Shen Chong was really embarrassed.

If this matter were to be spread to the ministry, countless people would have to laugh their heads off. It is said that the God of Fucking God, who can train 24 hours a day, unexpectedly had a day when he was so tired that he collapsed.

Shen Chong was a little unconvinced, thinking that as long as he slept well, he would definitely be resurrected with full blood.

But another god-man with blazing eyes on the field saw through his essence at a glance.

Feng Chuixue lowered his voice, and said meaningfully: "Mr. Shen, I feel that your problem is not actually the intensity of work."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Shen Chong grinned, expressing his confusion.

Feng Chuixue smiled, "Your problem is that sometimes you can't distinguish between the two sides of reality. At one time, you deal with ordinary people as a businessman and technician, and at another time you have to go outside, you know what I mean of."

Although Feng Chuuxue had only seen Shen Chong's painful killing move once, he was extremely impressed by the demon god's appearance when he killed three people with his hands.

Shen Chong was struck by her words, like a thunderbolt.

"It seems that there is some truth."

He muttered to himself, as if he was answering Feng Chuuxue, but also as if he was answering himself.

"Not only that, no matter how strong you are outside, but when you go home, you have to soften yourself to face Xinxin and President Lin. This makes you interspersed in various psychological environments, and gradually become useless."

Feng Chuixue continued to beat him hard.

Shen Chong retreated steadily, because he was powerless to refute the truth.

Shen Chong finally knew what his problem was, and he kept saying that he wanted to be stable, and that he wanted to be a down-to-earth father, but because of Yang Delong's incident, no matter how many chances he had to win, what he did was pin his head on his belt after all.

On the other hand, after returning before departure, they were busy fighting with the mother-in-law, trying to coax everyone together.

Now the result is that others have coaxed it well, but my own mentality has collapsed.

Obviously, he should have made some decisions earlier and more decisively, but because of the mentality that was always between ordinary people and psykers, he fluctuated and couldn't make up his mind.

"Mr. Shen, you are an indomitable man. You should live a more free and easy life. Otherwise, you will always be like this, and your psychology will collapse. Do you know that whenever I draw those pictures in ancient times that condemn Fang Qiu as peerless? When you were the Emperor of Gods, Demons and Demons, all you imagined in your mind were your image! You can't just stand still!"

Feng Chuixue said so.

When Shen Chong was considering Feng Chuixue's role as Xinxin's nanny, he overlooked a particularly important factor.

He was still worried about whether Feng Chuixue would be willing.

In fact, he really thinks too much.

In this woman's heart, as early as when he rescued her with his own hands, she was severely branded as belonging to him!
How could she not want to!
Shen Chong grinned, "Teacher Chuuxue is right, the lesson is right."

Decided.

In fact, a decision should have been made.

When seeing Yang Delong's tragic situation, he should have this awareness.

I am a psyker, and this is the most important thing I rely on to survive and protect my family.

I must use my limited time more efficiently!
Maybe in the short term, if I hire a nanny for Xinxin, I will spend less time with Xinxin, but if I want to live in peace for a long time, I must know the trade-offs and the advances and retreats.

Teacher Fuxue is too beautiful, Lao Lin may have some gossip and dissatisfaction, but I am a man, and I have my own responsibilities.

I am burdened with things that make it impossible for me to face my life with simple logic like ordinary people.

He really didn't have too many weird and inappropriate thoughts, and it was even more impossible for him to consider finding a stepmother for Xinxin.

His gentleman is magnanimous, and he is strong without desire in his heart.

He was about to speak.

Feng Chuuxue suddenly cut to the chase and said, "Well, Mr. Shen, anyway, I've been idle recently, and Mr. Lin won't come back from a business trip for a while. Why don't I just be Xinxin's full-time tutor during this time? I Not only can I teach art, but I can also teach mathematics and Chinese. By the way, I taught myself Pinyin two days ago. In fact, my English is not bad."

Shen Chong: "Ha..."

Mr. Fubuki, are you the roundworm in my stomach?

　【Actually, Shen Chong is not the only one who has changed. I am also adjusting my mentality these days, and I feel a little tired.I believe everyone should have noticed it from my words.My writing method is quite perverted, and I will fully reflect my mood in the story.This is a bit hard to change, ahem. 】

　　
　
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