Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Chapter 179 Such a child prodigy is really clever!

Unexpectedly, their voice woke Carl. When he got up, the demon king with low-pressure narrowed his eyes and bowed up to look at Sonia standing at the door. The quilt slipped down from him. At first glance, he was quite attractive without a coat. Although he sat in front of the computer all the year round, there were muscles on his thin chest.

Looking at his face, Sonia always thought of her brother, "Did we bother you?"

Carl vaguely answered, stretched out his hand to support his forehead, and inserted his fingers into his hair. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Sonia."What time is it?""

Sonia said, "Nine... nine o'clock in the morning..."

Hearing that, Carl fell back to the pillow, and the whole person fell into a deep sleep mode directly. Again... Sleeping in seconds is also a talent...

Victor said carefully, "He has to sleep again?"

"Yes, let's go out."

Sonia took Victor out of the room, and then gently closed the door. In the room, Carl slept, but he didn't

look like indifferent as usual. He seemed a little quiet. His nose was straight.

This bed is in line with his taste, and he obviously sleeps comfortably.

Sonia took Victor to sign up a preschool class in an aristocratic school. The teacher who entertained them were surprised when she knew Victor's age."Only five or six years old?"

youngest child

can do

hand."I have

teacher has never seen such a beautiful child. She

examination? If you pass, you can come to our school to

he was at Dixon's home, he stayed in his study every day when he was free, and read all kinds of strange books. There are a lot of things in

and then said to Victor, "Mommy

Victor cheered himself up."Mommy, you can

In half an hour.

She asked Victor."This... did you do it yourself?" Victor

mathematical Olympiad, make sentences with

"Write with Slender Gold."

"Are you all self-taught?"

said "No, I learned

is that when he was forcibly brought back to Dixon's home before, Dixon's elite education had a

was immature, it was indeed Slender Gold font. It was impossible to write it without practice. She quietly asked him, "Did he let you practice She

"He said this

practice from an

of the few things that Dixon