Chaochao: "?"

Before the child could even process the clever word trap, she was drawn to the commotion on the other side.

The indigenous man paused to think quietly for a moment, then took out a pink object from behind his back.

Chaochao looked closely and murmured softly, "Strawberry milk?"

It's still her favorite one!

A burly, dark-skinned native dressed in primitive animal clothing, clutching an adorable pink milk carton, instantly evokes a sense of rugged beauty, like a strong man burying flowers with his heart.

The jarring scene was so impactful that it even dispelled much of Chaochao's fear.

Could it be... that savages also love strawberry milk?

That menacing black face immediately became kind in the eyes of the children.

"Ah, this...you...oh...go..."

The indigenous person held up a strawberry milk, gestured to Chaochao as if to drink it, then turned and pointed to a small wooden house that was faintly visible a hundred meters away, making an X-shape with his hands.

—Abandon that hostage and leave now, and I'll give you the strawberry milk.

The indigenous people were afraid that the children wouldn't understand, so they gestured three times, mixing a few increasingly clear Mandarin words into their babbling Javanese.

After he finished gesturing for the fourth time, drenched in sweat, Chaochao finally understood what he meant.

"Okay, I understand."

The well-behaved little dumpling stepped forward and accepted the bribe from the native.

Jiang Chi watched her actions without changing his expression, offering no objections.

【Wait a minute! Chaochao, what are you doing?!】

[I'm shocked, they bribed us like that?]

[He couldn't keep up the act anymore and showed his true colors. He's just a selfish and ordinary kid, yet he kept bragging about it.]

[So annoying! Chaochao's fans are just enjoying watching their idol, not that he's dead!!! Haters, go home, okay? You don't want to go home? You want to get slapped in the face?]

[Tsk tsk, the North Korean supporters have lost completely this time.]

[You're done reading and just want to ramble on here?]

[We've already taken everything, are you going to go back on your word and ask for both?]

I ordered it, but I'm really disappointed.

The heated online argument did not spill over into real life.

Oblivious to the impending conflict, Chaochao held the neatly shaped milk carton, gently shook it, then removed the straw, inserted it, and handed the milk to the native. Her round, almond-shaped eyes revealed a hint of caution and an undisguised lightness.

"It tastes even better if you shake it like this. I've already inserted it for you, so you can drink it now."

The cameramen immediately smiled knowingly.

Meanwhile, the fans and haters in the live stream were tearing each other apart: "…………"

[Waaaaah, my Chaochao! I won't allow anyone to disobey you!]

[Originally, Chaochao thought it was a savage who wanted to drink, hahaha]

[Savage: Huh? I can't figure this out]

Who was just swearing? Show yourself!

[Haha, they deleted their comments and ran away, what a coward!]

[Changchang's mom next door is online now, waiting for Chaochao's "older sister" to appear. Don't let the political fans get too worked up then!]

[When it comes to breaking down defenses, who truly breaks down defenses? Loan sharks, get out!]

【Chao Chao ah ah ah Chao Chao ah ah ah ah Mommy loves you so much】

The indigenous man looked down at the neatly prepared strawberry milk, the vibrant colors of which couldn't hide the confusion on his face.

Thinking he still didn't understand, Chaochao mimed drinking milk with her little hands, saying, "Drink it like this~"

If only there were a TV in the forest, I could watch an episode of Peppa Pig.

Chaochao thought regretfully.

The indigenous person nodded blankly, then subconsciously opened his mouth and uttered two words.

Chaochao rubbed her ears suspiciously. She thought she had just heard him say "thank you" very clearly.

The "local," who almost gave himself away, awkwardly shut his mouth, then held the heart-shaped milk and made way for him.

Chaochao's eyes lit up, and she politely probed:

"Can we go and rescue them?"

The kind where you don't have to pay tolls or ransom.

The native nodded.

The system added a voiceover: "Wow~~ It's the soft-hearted Wild One!"

Very good!

Seeing this, Chaochao immediately grabbed her frail brother's hand and pulled him along as they hurried on their way, fearing that the savage might harden his heart and capture them all again.

She had only walked a dozen meters when she turned around and saw the savage older brother who had been giving her a long face not long ago now grinning foolishly with a mouthful of white teeth behind her.

Chaochao: "...?"

Through the colorful paint and dark skin, Chaochao vaguely felt that she had seen this face somewhere before.

"That sentence sounds so familiar..."

It's a phrase that guys in TV dramas often say when they're trying to flirt with pretty girls.

Hmm... if that's the case... then she... fell in love at first sight?

Chaochao's pensive gaze suddenly snapped to attention!

After being reminded by someone, the older brother turned his head and inadvertently met the X-ray beam shooting from the little dumpling's eyes. He instantly snapped his teeth back and ran away as fast as he could.

Chaochao: "...??"

"Cough..." Jiang Chiqing coughed and pushed Chaochao's back forward, urging her clearly, "Let's hurry up and rescue people while the Tuzha are away."

"They're still waiting for you."

Jiang Chi subtly emphasized the words "waiting for you".

My brother is right!

Now is not the time to be distracted. We must put aside our personal feelings and rescue Tongbao who has been kidnapped!

Ah! My Flame Blossom, here I come!

Full of energy, Chaochao used both hands to clear away the weeds and ran all the way to the door of the cabin.

She took a short breath, her small hand resting on the wooden door, ready to make a dashing and dazzling entrance.

As a result, he tripped over a branch growing diagonally by the door at the last moment.

Chaochao: "?!!"

Thud—

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, and the solid little dumpling fell to the floor with a thud.

Small action, big embarrassment.

He reflected on his mistakes one by one: "..."

It appears they are looking for their face that fell to the ground.

Behind her, Jiang Chi futilely withdrew his outstretched hand and silently swallowed the scream that was about to escape his throat.

The system suddenly screamed in her mind: "Aa ...

The door was half open.

The intense and brilliant light outside, like a gurgling stream, meandered forward until it stopped at a pair of feet encased in leather boots.

The light seemed to come alive, climbing inch by inch along the straight trouser crease, skimming over the lean waist, and slowly creeping up the man's cold, sharp profile.

The air was faintly filled with the crisp scent of cedar trees.

He sat on an old wooden chair, his hands clasped behind his back, his broad shoulders open, displaying his well-proportioned figure. The kidnapped hostage raised his indifferent black eyes, which flickered with light, revealing a deep and handsome profile like a jade statue.

Huo Qin looked at the newcomer, his beautifully curved lips parted slightly, and he uttered the line assigned by the production team:

"You saved me."

If you look closely at the corners of his lips, there's a slight, amused curve, and his voice remains calm.

"I'll go with you."

Chaochao lay on the ground, staring blankly at him.

"--Papa...Papa?"

I pay my respects to my father.