Huo Qin didn't ask her how she did it, because he could roughly guess what happened—she had rolled around in the sandpit.

If the system could hear Huo Qin's inner thoughts, it would definitely pretend to be profound and laugh at the villain, saying, "You really underestimate the little guy!"

If sand stays on your skin for a long time, it may cause an infection with unknown bacteria.

Ignoring the loose sand in his arms, Huo Qin said to the little dumpling, "Take a bath before eating."

Chaochao frowned, looking pitiful, "Why? Dinner's almost ready..."

The next second, he was silenced.

Huo Qin said calmly, "Have you forgotten about midnight snacks? Bathing and changing clothes in the evening is a sign of respect for them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chaochao, who had been awakened, wanted to jump out of her father's arms and quickly find her older sister Zhizhi to take her to take a bath.

Just a second before the little bird was about to spread its wings, she paused, her movements so quick that no one could see where she conjured a small, orange-yellow gradient flower from.

"Daddy, this is a flower I found in the garden. Doesn't it look like a little sun?"

Chaochao held it in her hands with great care, stroking it gently, and finally stretched out her little hand: "Give it to Daddy!"

Jiang Chi, who was watching the father and daughter's affectionate moment from behind, couldn't help but feel a pang of envy.

He had at least a small stone and a cicada yesterday.

However, when he saw the little dumpling tuck the orange blossom behind Huo Qin's ear with lightning speed, the man's aloof and noble face contrasted sharply with the delicate and lively flower...

Jiang Chi: "Pfft—"

This incredible blessing is only for my uncle! He doesn't deserve it, hahaha...

As soon as the flower was tucked behind Huo Qin's ear, all the servants in the hall immediately buried their heads in their chests, not daring to look at it at all.

Only.

Huo Qin's icy gaze fell on Jiang Chi, who was clutching his stomach and chuckling behind him.

Chaochao, who was in his arms, looked stunned by her father's good looks. After she came to her senses, she happily leaned forward and kissed Huo Qin's cheek.

"The flowers are pretty, but the dad is even prettier!"

The system was also somewhat amazed by Huo Zong's extraordinary talent.

It realized that those who are good-looking and wear flowers are the best, while those who are ugly will be like flowers, sob sob.

Huo Qin carried Chaochao upstairs and only picked the flowers when they reached the room.

Meanwhile, Jiang Chi, who had been politely "asked" to leave the villa by the bodyguards, stood empty-handed at the gate of the imposing mansion, looking around blankly after laughing, "..."

What is he doing here?