MTL - Your Distance-Chapter 67 Simulated tongue battle Zhu Ao (Bai Changyi decoration

After returning from the central cemetery, Ting Shuang's mood has been very stable, and he is happy and steady. He writes small papers from time to time to study how to reach a consensus with his father in the next video.

It is not enough to conduct theoretical research. He has to pull Bai Changyi to practice, that is, to simulate the scene where he will fight Zhu Ao at the time-there are two people in the family, who will play Zhu Ao self-evident.

Ting Shuang moved a chair and asked Bai Changyi to sit opposite him. The two were separated by a desk.

"Can we get started?" Ting Shuang sullenly looked.

Park Chang-yi: "Well."

Ting Shuang looked down at the draft paper on his hand: "Dad, last time you asked me to think about the problem that no one would take care of when I got old ... I thought, if I want a child, I can also adopt a child, But I do n’t think that adopting a child is to give me an old age. Dad, you gave me to give me an old age? ”

Bai Changyi: "Yes, I gave birth to you so that you can give me an old age."

"What?" Ting Shuang was dumbfounded, and then bowed his head to the draft for a long time. "Why don't you just follow us?"

Bai Changyi: "I'm your dad now, will your dad come as promised?"

"Also ..." Ting Shuang cleared his throat and revived. "Dad, what if I don't give you an old age? Even if I have children, then if he doesn't give me an old age?"

Bai Changyi said: "You have the obligation to support me. If you do not fulfill it, I will resort to the law. If your child does not fulfill the maintenance obligation, you can also resort to the law."

Ting Shuang: "But the law only allows children to pay alimony, and the law can't change feelings."

Bai Changyi: "So you should get married and have children now, and take time to cultivate feelings with your children."

Ting Shuang stunned: "... Bo Changyi, you are much more difficult than my dad."

"I think about how ..." He thought about it and couldn't think of a powerful rebuttal. "Forget it, I shouldn't have said that at the beginning. Let's start over again—" Dad, are you worried that I'm seven or eighty? People take care, but who knows if I live or get seven old and eighty? "

Bai Chang frowned, and said in Zhu Ao's tone, "Ting Shuang, you filial son, dare to say such things in front of your dear?"

Before the voice fell, Ting Shuang burst out laughing.

Bo Changyi couldn't help laughing.

After smiling for a long time, Tingshuang realized a potential problem: "Otherwise, let's not simulate it. I'm really afraid at night ... I can't be tough against you."

After returning from the central cemetery, Ting Shuang's mood has been very stable, and he is happy and steady. He writes small papers from time to time to study how to reach a consensus with his father in the next video.

It is not enough to conduct theoretical research. He has to pull Bai Changyi to practice, that is, to simulate the scene where he will fight Zhu Ao at the time-there are two people in the family, who will play Zhu Ao self-evident.

Ting Shuang moved a chair and asked Bai Changyi to sit opposite him. The two were separated by a desk.

"Can we get started?" Ting Shuang sullenly looked.

Park Chang-yi: "Well."

Ting Shuang looked down at the draft paper on his hand: "Dad, last time you asked me to think about the problem that no one would take care of when I got old ... I thought, if I want a child, I can also adopt a child, But I do n’t think that adopting a child is to give me an old age. Dad, you gave me to give me an old age? ”

Bai Changyi: "Yes, I gave birth to you so that you can give me an old age."

"What?" Ting Shuang was dumbfounded, and then bowed his head to the draft for a long time. "Why don't you just follow us?"

Bai Changyi: "I'm your dad now, will your dad come as promised?"

"Also ..." Ting Shuang cleared his throat and revived. "Dad, what if I don't give you an old age? Even if I have children, then if he doesn't give me an old age?"

Bai Changyi said: "You have the obligation to support me. If you do not fulfill it, I will resort to the law. If your child does not fulfill the maintenance obligation, you can also resort to the law."

Ting Shuang: "But the law only allows children to pay alimony, and the law can't change feelings."

Bai Changyi: "So you should get married and have children now, and take time to cultivate feelings with your children."

Ting Shuang stunned: "... Bo Changyi, you are much more difficult than my dad."

"I think about how ..." He thought about it and couldn't think of a powerful rebuttal. "Forget it, I shouldn't have said that at the beginning. Let's start over again—" Dad, are you worried that I'm seven or eighty? People take care, but who knows if I live or get seven old and eighty? "

Bai Chang frowned, and said in Zhu Ao's tone, "Ting Shuang, you filial son, dare to say such things in front of your dear?"

Before the voice fell, Ting Shuang burst out laughing.

Bo Changyi couldn't help laughing.

After smiling for a long time, Tingshuang realized a potential problem: "Otherwise, let's not simulate it. I'm really afraid at night ... I can't be tough against you."

After returning from the central cemetery, Ting Shuang's mood has been very stable, and he is happy and steady. He writes small papers from time to time to study how to reach a consensus with his father in the next video.

It is not enough to conduct theoretical research. He has to pull Bai Changyi to practice, that is, to simulate the scene where he will fight Zhu Ao at the time-there are two people in the family, who will play Zhu Ao self-evident.

Ting Shuang moved a chair and asked Bai Changyi to sit opposite him. The two were separated by a desk.

"Can we get started?" Ting Shuang sullenly looked.

Park Chang-yi: "Well."

Ting Shuang looked down at the draft paper on his hand: "Dad, last time you asked me to think about the problem that no one would take care of when I got old ... I thought, if I want a child, I can also adopt a child, But I do n’t think that adopting a child is to give me an old age. Dad, you gave me to give me an old age? ”

Bai Changyi: "Yes, I gave birth to you so that you can give me an old age."

"What?" Ting Shuang was dumbfounded, and then bowed his head to the draft for a long time. "Why don't you just follow us?"

Bai Changyi: "I'm your dad now, will your dad come as promised?"

"Also ..." Ting Shuang cleared his throat and revived. "Dad, what if I don't give you an old age? Even if I have children, then if he doesn't give me an old age?"

Bai Changyi said: "You have the obligation to support me. If you do not fulfill it, I will resort to the law. If your child does not fulfill the maintenance obligation, you can also resort to the law."

Ting Shuang: "But the law only allows children to pay alimony, and the law can't change feelings."

Bai Changyi: "So you should get married and have children now, and take time to cultivate feelings with your children."

Ting Shuang stunned: "... Bo Changyi, you are much more difficult than my dad."

"I think about how ..." He thought about it and couldn't think of a powerful rebuttal. "Forget it, I shouldn't have said that at the beginning. Let's start over again—" Dad, are you worried that I'm seven or eighty? People take care, but who knows if I live or get seven old and eighty? "

Bai Chang frowned, and said in Zhu Ao's tone, "Ting Shuang, you filial son, dare to say such things in front of your dear?"

Before the voice fell, Ting Shuang burst out laughing.

Bo Changyi couldn't help laughing.

After smiling for a long time, Tingshuang realized a potential problem: "Otherwise, let's not simulate it. I'm really afraid at night ... I can't be tough against you."

After returning from the central cemetery, Ting Shuang's mood has been very stable, and he is happy and steady. He writes small papers from time to time to study how to reach a consensus with his father in the next video.

It is not enough to conduct theoretical research. He has to pull Bai Changyi to practice, that is, to simulate the scene where he will fight Zhu Ao at the time-there are two people in the family, who will play Zhu Ao self-evident.

Ting Shuang moved a chair and asked Bai Changyi to sit opposite him. The two were separated by a desk.

"Can we get started?" Ting Shuang sullenly looked.

Park Chang-yi: "Well."

Ting Shuang looked down at the draft paper on his hand: "Dad, last time you asked me to think about the problem that no one would take care of when I got old ... I thought, if I want a child, I can also adopt a child, But I do n’t think that adopting a child is to give me an old age. Dad, you gave me to give me an old age? ”

Bai Changyi: "Yes, I gave birth to you so that you can give me an old age."

"What?" Ting Shuang was dumbfounded, and then bowed his head to the draft for a long time. "Why don't you just follow us?"

Bai Changyi: "I'm your dad now, will your dad come as promised?"

"Also ..." Ting Shuang cleared his throat and revived. "Dad, what if I don't give you an old age? Even if I have children, then if he doesn't give me an old age?"

Bai Changyi said: "You have the obligation to support me. If you do not fulfill it, I will resort to the law. If your child does not fulfill the maintenance obligation, you can also resort to the law."

Ting Shuang: "But the law only allows children to pay alimony, and the law can't change feelings."

Bai Changyi: "So you should get married and have children now, and take time to cultivate feelings with your children."

Ting Shuang stunned: "... Bo Changyi, you are much more difficult than my dad."

"I think about how ..." He thought about it and couldn't think of a powerful rebuttal. "Forget it, I shouldn't have said that at the beginning. Let's start over again—" Dad, are you worried that I'm seven or eighty? People take care, but who knows if I live or get seven old and eighty? "

Bai Chang frowned, and said in Zhu Ao's tone, "Ting Shuang, you filial son, dare to say such things in front of your dear?"

Before the voice fell, Ting Shuang burst out laughing.

Bo Changyi couldn't help laughing.

After smiling for a long time, Tingshuang realized a potential problem: "Otherwise, let's not simulate it. I'm really afraid at night ... I can't be tough against you."

After returning from the central cemetery, Ting Shuang's mood has been very stable, and he is happy and steady. He writes small papers from time to time to study how to reach a consensus with his father in the next video.

It is not enough to conduct theoretical research. He has to pull Bai Changyi to practice, that is, to simulate the scene where he will fight Zhu Ao at the time-there are two people in the family, who will play Zhu Ao self-evident.

Ting Shuang moved a chair and asked Bai Changyi to sit opposite him. The two were separated by a desk.

"Can we get started?" Ting Shuang sullenly looked.

Park Chang-yi: "Well."

Ting Shuang looked down at the draft paper on his hand: "Dad, last time you asked me to think about the problem that no one would take care of when I got old ... I thought, if I want a child, I can also adopt a child, But I do n’t think that adopting a child is to give me an old age. Dad, you gave me to give me an old age? ”

Bai Changyi: "Yes, I gave birth to you so that you can give me an old age."

"What?" Ting Shuang was dumbfounded, and then bowed his head to the draft for a long time. "Why don't you just follow us?"

Bai Changyi: "I'm your dad now, will your dad come as promised?"

"Also ..." Ting Shuang cleared his throat and revived. "Dad, what if I don't give you an old age? Even if I have children, then if he doesn't give me an old age?"

Bai Changyi said: "You have the obligation to support me. If you do not fulfill it, I will resort to the law. If your child does not fulfill the maintenance obligation, you can also resort to the law."

Ting Shuang: "But the law only allows children to pay alimony, and the law can't change feelings."

Bai Changyi: "So you should get married and have children now, and take time to cultivate feelings with your children."

Ting Shuang stunned: "... Bo Changyi, you are much more difficult than my dad."

"I think about how ..." He thought about it and couldn't think of a powerful rebuttal. "Forget it, I shouldn't have said that at the beginning. Let's start over again—" Dad, are you worried that I'm seven or eighty? People take care, but who knows if I live or get seven old and eighty? "

Bai Chang frowned, and said in Zhu Ao's tone, "Ting Shuang, you filial son, dare to say such things in front of your dear?"

Before the voice fell, Ting Shuang burst out laughing.

Bo Changyi couldn't help laughing.

After smiling for a long time, Tingshuang realized a potential problem: "Otherwise, let's not simulate it. I'm really afraid at night ... I can't be tough against you."

After returning from the central cemetery, Ting Shuang's mood has been very stable, and he is happy and steady. He writes small papers from time to time to study how to reach a consensus with his father in the next video.

It is not enough to conduct theoretical research. He has to pull Bai Changyi to practice, that is, to simulate the scene where he will fight Zhu Ao at the time-there are two people in the family, who will play Zhu Ao self-evident.

Ting Shuang moved a chair and asked Bai Changyi to sit opposite him. The two were separated by a desk.

"Can we get started?" Ting Shuang sullenly looked.

Park Chang-yi: "Well."

Ting Shuang looked down at the draft paper on his hand: "Dad, last time you asked me to think about the problem that no one would take care of when I got old ... I thought, if I want a child, I can also adopt a child, But I do n’t think that adopting a child is to give me an old age. Dad, you gave me to give me an old age? ”

Bai Changyi: "Yes, I gave birth to you so that you can give me an old age."

"What?" Ting Shuang was dumbfounded, and then bowed his head to the draft for a long time. "Why don't you just follow us?"

Bai Changyi: "I'm your dad now, will your dad come as promised?"

"Also ..." Ting Shuang cleared his throat and revived. "Dad, what if I don't give you an old age? Even if I have children, then if he doesn't give me an old age?"

Bai Changyi said: "You have the obligation to support me. If you do not fulfill it, I will resort to the law. If your child does not fulfill the maintenance obligation, you can also resort to the law."

Ting Shuang: "But the law only allows children to pay alimony, and the law can't change feelings."

Bai Changyi: "So you should get married and have children now, and take time to cultivate feelings with your children."

Ting Shuang stunned: "... Bo Changyi, you are much more difficult than my dad."

"I think about how ..." He thought about it and couldn't think of a powerful rebuttal. "Forget it, I shouldn't have said that at the beginning. Let's start over again—" Dad, are you worried that I'm seven or eighty? People take care, but who knows if I live or get seven old and eighty? "

Bai Chang frowned, and said in Zhu Ao's tone, "Ting Shuang, you filial son, dare to say such things in front of your dear?"

Before the voice fell, Ting Shuang burst out laughing.

Bo Changyi couldn't help laughing.

After smiling for a long time, Tingshuang realized a potential problem: "Otherwise, let's not simulate it. I'm really afraid at night ... I can't be tough against you."

After returning from the central cemetery, Ting Shuang's mood has been very stable, and he is happy and steady. He writes small papers from time to time to study how to reach a consensus with his father in the next video.

It is not enough to conduct theoretical research. He has to pull Bai Changyi to practice, that is, to simulate the scene where he will fight Zhu Ao at the time-there are two people in the family, who will play Zhu Ao self-evident.

Ting Shuang moved a chair and asked Bai Changyi to sit opposite him. The two were separated by a desk.

"Can we get started?" Ting Shuang sullenly looked.

Park Chang-yi: "Well."

Ting Shuang looked down at the draft paper on his hand: "Dad, last time you asked me to think about the problem that no one would take care of when I got old ... I thought, if I want a child, I can also adopt a child, But I do n’t think that adopting a child is to give me an old age. Dad, you gave me to give me an old age? ”

Bai Changyi: "Yes, I gave birth to you so that you can give me an old age."

"What?" Ting Shuang was dumbfounded, and then bowed his head to the draft for a long time. "Why don't you just follow us?"

Bai Changyi: "I'm your dad now, will your dad come as promised?"

"Also ..." Ting Shuang cleared his throat and revived. "Dad, what if I don't give you an old age? Even if I have children, then if he doesn't give me an old age?"

Bai Changyi said: "You have the obligation to support me. If you do not fulfill it, I will resort to the law. If your child does not fulfill the maintenance obligation, you can also resort to the law."

Ting Shuang: "But the law only allows children to pay alimony, and the law can't change feelings."

Bai Changyi: "So you should get married and have children now, and take time to cultivate feelings with your children."

Ting Shuang stunned: "... Bo Changyi, you are much more difficult than my dad."

"I think about how ..." He thought about it and couldn't think of a powerful rebuttal. "Forget it, I shouldn't have said that at the beginning. Let's start over again—" Dad, are you worried that I'm seven or eighty? People take care, but who knows if I live or get seven old and eighty? "

Bai Chang frowned, and said in Zhu Ao's tone, "Ting Shuang, you filial son, dare to say such things in front of your dear?"

Before the voice fell, Ting Shuang burst out laughing.

Bo Changyi couldn't help laughing.

After smiling for a long time, Tingshuang realized a potential problem: "Otherwise, let's not simulate it. I'm really afraid at night ... I can't be tough against you."

After returning from the central cemetery, Ting Shuang's mood has been very stable, and he is happy and steady. He writes small papers from time to time to study how to reach a consensus with his father in the next video.

It is not enough to conduct theoretical research. He has to pull Bai Changyi to practice, that is, to simulate the scene where he will fight Zhu Ao at the time-there are two people in the family, who will play Zhu Ao self-evident.

Ting Shuang moved a chair and asked Bai Changyi to sit opposite him. The two were separated by a desk.

"Can we get started?" Ting Shuang sullenly looked.

Park Chang-yi: "Well."

Ting Shuang looked down at the draft paper on his hand: "Dad, last time you asked me to think about the problem that no one would take care of when I got old ... I thought, if I want a child, I can also adopt a child, But I do n’t think that adopting a child is to give me an old age. Dad, you gave me to give me an old age? ”

Bai Changyi: "Yes, I gave birth to you so that you can give me an old age."

"What?" Ting Shuang was dumbfounded, and then bowed his head to the draft for a long time. "Why don't you just follow us?"

Bai Changyi: "I'm your dad now, will your dad come as promised?"

"Also ..." Ting Shuang cleared his throat and revived. "Dad, what if I don't give you an old age? Even if I have children, then if he doesn't give me an old age?"

Bai Changyi said: "You have the obligation to support me. If you do not fulfill it, I will resort to the law. If your child does not fulfill the maintenance obligation, you can also resort to the law."

Ting Shuang: "But the law only allows children to pay alimony, and the law can't change feelings."

Bai Changyi: "So you should get married and have children now, and take time to cultivate feelings with your children."

Ting Shuang stunned: "... Bo Changyi, you are much more difficult than my dad."

"I think about how ..." He thought about it and couldn't think of a powerful rebuttal. "Forget it, I shouldn't have said that at the beginning. Let's start over again—" Dad, are you worried that I'm seven or eighty? People take care, but who knows if I live or get seven old and eighty? "

Bai Chang frowned, and said in Zhu Ao's tone, "Ting Shuang, you filial son, dare to say such things in front of your dear?"

Before the voice fell, Ting Shuang burst out laughing.

Bo Changyi couldn't help laughing.

After smiling for a long time, Tingshuang realized a potential problem: "Otherwise, let's not simulate it. I'm really afraid at night ... I can't be tough against you."

After returning from the central cemetery, Ting Shuang's mood has been very stable, and he is happy and steady. He writes small papers from time to time to study how to reach a consensus with his father in the next video.

It is not enough to conduct theoretical research. He has to pull Bai Changyi to practice, that is, to simulate the scene where he will fight Zhu Ao at the time-there are two people in the family, who will play Zhu Ao self-evident.

Ting Shuang moved a chair and asked Bai Changyi to sit opposite him. The two were separated by a desk.

"Can we get started?" Ting Shuang sullenly looked.

Park Chang-yi: "Well."

Ting Shuang looked down at the draft paper on his hand: "Dad, last time you asked me to think about the problem that no one would take care of when I got old ... I thought, if I want a child, I can also adopt a child, But I do n’t think that adopting a child is to give me an old age. Dad, you gave me to give me an old age? ”

Bai Changyi: "Yes, I gave birth to you so that you can give me an old age."

"What?" Ting Shuang was dumbfounded, and then bowed his head to the draft for a long time. "Why don't you just follow us?"

Bai Changyi: "I'm your dad now, will your dad come as promised?"

"Also ..." Ting Shuang cleared his throat and revived. "Dad, what if I don't give you an old age? Even if I have children, then if he doesn't give me an old age?"

Bai Changyi said: "You have the obligation to support me. If you do not fulfill it, I will resort to the law. If your child does not fulfill the maintenance obligation, you can also resort to the law."

Ting Shuang: "But the law only allows children to pay alimony, and the law can't change feelings."

Bai Changyi: "So you should get married and have children now, and take time to cultivate feelings with your children."

Ting Shuang stunned: "... Bo Changyi, you are much more difficult than my dad."

"I think about how ..." He thought about it and couldn't think of a powerful rebuttal. "Forget it, I shouldn't have said that at the beginning. Let's start over again—" Dad, are you worried that I'm seven or eighty? People take care, but who knows if I live or get seven old and eighty? "

Bai Chang frowned, and said in Zhu Ao's tone, "Ting Shuang, you filial son, dare to say such things in front of your dear?"

Before the voice fell, Ting Shuang burst out laughing.

Bo Changyi couldn't help laughing.

After smiling for a long time, Tingshuang realized a potential problem: "Otherwise, let's not simulate it. I'm really afraid at night ... I can't be tough against you."