That single "Dad" gave Fan Lang quite a shock. He didn't remember having a son like this.
This was the Heavenly Dao Incarnation, not an ordinary baby.
"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. 'Dad' isn't something you can call casually. Anyone who didn't know better might think I did something to the star that gave birth to you..." Fan Lang said with a smile.
The baby beside him blinked his large, round eyes, his eyelashes fluttering as he looked at Fan Lang with an innocent expression. In a childish voice, he said, "Other children all have dads. I want one too. You helped me kill that bad bug before, and you even found me a new home. I want to be your son, so you'll be my dad."
"Damn, you're actually clinging to me? You really are lacking fatherly love!"
"Fatherly love... yes, I want fatherly love. Hug me!"
The baby left the stone throne and clambered through the air until he reached Fan Lang's side, acting spoiled.
When a Heavenly Dao was first born, it naturally came to understand many things. It was a kind of unseen gift.
This little baby could speak and understood many things. He was far from a blank slate.
Fan Lang looked at the baby right before him. That soft, tender little face, paired with those watery eyes, was simply adorable.
If it had been a woman, she definitely wouldn't have been able to resist such a cute child. One cry of "Mom" would probably have melted her heart.
Fan Lang was a full-grown man, and his heart had long been tempered into stone. Unmoved, he stretched out a finger and flicked the little brat hard on the forehead.
"I don't have any desire to be a