4

Jungkook tragically watched Jeon Fei approach step by step with mixed feelings and a subtle expression.

He was the one who underestimated Jeon Fei but how could Jeon Fei be so violent?

How did he learn to use external forces at a young age?

Which dog thing taught him?

Then Jungkook soon reacted. Wasn’t the dog thing the original owner? He had beaten Jeon Fei with a broom and Jeon Fei learned a lot. Naturally, he knew that hitting people with objects hurt more than hitting people with bare hands.

So original owner, what do you owe me?

Transmigrate back for me!

Jeon Fei didn’t care about Jungkook’s fierce inner roars. He calmly walked in front of Jungkook with the broom in his hand. “Uncle, I want to hit back.”

Jungkook, “……”

Jungkook: QAQ.

What could he say?

Hitting was what he promised so he must kneel down and accept it.

He could only stretch out his hand again. It was just that this time, he changed to his left hand. After all, he still needed to eat and write with his right hand.

Jeon Fei raised the broom and pursed his lips. Jungkook turned his head reflexively and cried out in his heart, ‘My left hand that can play with the mobile phone and throw out garbage!’

Then he heard a ‘thump.’ The next second, the expected broom didn’t fall. Instead, it was replaced with the strength of a child’s hand. There was a bit of fierceness but it wasn’t too strong.

Jungkook turned his head back in surprise. The smile on Jeon Fei’s face hadn’t disappeared but after seeing Jungkook turn his head, he flattened the corners of his lips and replaced it with the calm expression from before.

He didn’t say a word as he turned and walked back toward the kitchen door with the broom.

Jungkook looked at his back and asked him, “Aren’t you hitting me?”

“It’s over,” Jeon Fei answered.

“Just that?”

Jeon Fei was silent for a moment before replying in a low voice, “It isn’t good to hit people. My mother doesn’t like it.”

Jungkook was stunned for a moment. He hadn’t expected Jeon Fei to talk so well.

The adult Jeon Fei tortured ‘Jungkook’ for half a year before letting him go. Yet now, he just hit Jungkook lightly with his hand before letting go of the hatred.

Jungkook suddenly felt sorry. A child like him was forced to torture the other party for half a year. What type of physical and mental harm had the original owner inflicted in the places where the original novel didn’t record it?

Even so, he let go of the original owner after feeling bored and tired.

In fact, he was much gentler than Jungkook expected.

Jungkook stood up, walked behind Jeon Fei and hugged the child.

Jeon Fei was caught off guard and carried off the ground. He didn’t panic but in a rare manner, his expression wasn’t indifferent. There was a frown on his face as he looked at the other person. “What are you doing?”

Jungkook smiled at this fierce expression and kissed him several times. “Fei Fei, you are so cute. Uncle loves you~”

Jeon Fei pushed this face away with disgust in order to make this person stay away from him. He thought that Jungkook had probably gone crazy today. Jungkook liked to kiss him and said he liked him. Who would believe it? Jeon Fei wasn’t stupid.

Jungkook wasn’t angry about being pushed and just hugged Jeon Fei tighter out of fear that the child would fall.

He saw Jeon Fei’s appearance that was similar to his own and felt that he was looking at himself as a child. His heart inevitably liked it.

“Let’s go, Uncle will take you to eat delicious food,” Jungkook said.

Jeon Fei had no opinion of this but—

“Put me down first.”

“I won’t.” Jungkook refused. “You are still young and it is safer for me to hold you.”

Jeon Fei, “……”

“This morning, you said that I am too big. I’m not an oil bottle, but an oil drum. (Oil bottle: derogatory term for a child from a previous marriage)

Jungkook, ‘…As expected of the original owner. It is really hard to hear anything you say. No wonder why you had such a bad fate!’

“Then I have to hold you even more.” Jungkook opened his mouth. “How expensive is the price of oil now? Your oil drum is like walking money, a golden treasure. I don’t want to let it go.”

Jeon Fei, ‘??? Could it still be explained this way?’

Jeon Fei couldn’t say anything for a moment and was carried into the elevator.

The moment he entered the elevator, he saw a man leading a small child by the hand. Jeon Fei immediately turned his head and lowered it, wanting to cover his face with his hands.

He rarely got so close to Jungkook. So when he was suddenly held by the other person and encountered someone, he felt uncomfortable and even a bit embarrassed.

Jungkook saw the child wishing to hide his face and gave a low laugh. He touched the child’s head and leaned close to Jeon Fei’s ear. “Don’t be shy. Being held by your uncle isn’t a shameful thing. You are still the coolest child in our community.”

“Shut up,” Jeon Fei whispered.

“Okay.” Jungkook teased him deliberately. “If I shut up, will you stop being shy?”

“You are shy!” Jeon Fei glared at him in a disapproving manner.

Jungkook smiled lightly and kissed him on the cheek.

Jeon Fei raised his small hand to wipe at his face with disgust. There was 30% dissatisfaction, 40% embarrassment and 30% childish innocence in his eyes.

Jungkook laughed again while thinking that this child must be very good at math in the future. After all, he was someone who was good at drawing chats at such a young age!

The two of them had a meal together and went home.

It was late. Jungkook was lying on the bed and thinking about meeting with Taehyung tomorrow. Thus, he took the initiative to send a WeChat message to Taehyung. [Brother, are you asleep? When should I meet you tomorrow?]

Taehyung naturally hadn’t slept yet. The moment the phone rang, he picked it up and found that it was Jungkook.

He looked at Jungkook’s ‘Brother’ and always felt that this method of calling was too smooth.

Taehyung: [Let’s call me another way.]

Jungkook thought for a moment: [Male god?]

Taehyung: [It is too lifeless.]

Jungkook, who wanted to change the name and live again, thought about it and felt that he understood!

He got it! He got it!

Good guy, you are still quite proactive. I didn’t expect you to be so active!

Jungkook didn’t hesitate: [I know, Husband~]

The author has something to say:

Jungkook: I am witty~

President Kim: …He is really proactive! Too blatant!