Huo Qin: "..."

What should I do if my child is getting more and more naughty?

He glanced behind her expressionlessly, his deep gaze making the monkey stiffen.

The man calmly asked, "Would it be willing?"

"Of course!" Chaochao swiftly grabbed the golden monkey that had somehow appeared behind her. The little ball of fluff, full of enthusiasm, was surprisingly strong, firmly holding her friend's little hand, head held high, her baby voice unmistakably sweet, "It wants to go home with me the most!"

The cameraman focused the lens on Huo Qin's calm and handsome face, paused for two seconds, and then silently turned to the little monkey behind Chao Chao, who was desperately trying to back away but couldn't break free no matter what.

The subtle and expressive visual language that Chinese people have pursued throughout their lives has finally been figured out by Liang Beibei, the videographer!

The clear, childlike voice that Chaochao spoke with such conviction still echoed distinctly.

The image of the little monkey with its fur standing on end and shaking its head in panic appears before my eyes.

Viewers in the live stream were laughing so hard at the starkly contrasting camera work.

After several unsuccessful attempts to jump and shoot, the little monkey, unable to bear it any longer, raised its fluffy, golden tail high and swung it "pia" at her head.

The little monkey still loves her. Although she seems to be coming on strong, her strength is not great, and being confused won't hurt her.

Huo Qin had time to reach out and stop him, but he paused almost imperceptibly and then pretended not to see it.

Snap—

Suddenly touched with affection, Chaochao hugged her head and turned her head blankly.

The little monkey, who had let go, instantly ran more than ten meters away.

Chaochao opened her big, dark grape-like eyes, her bewilderment mixed with a hint of grievance and accusation.

Jinjin, you clearly nodded before...

The little monkey opposite lowered its head and played with its fingers, then grabbed its tail and plucked a couple of hairs. When it looked up, it quickly glanced at the man behind Chaochao, then ran away without saying a word.

People pretend to be busy when they're embarrassed, and monkeys are no exception.

A question mark appeared above Chaochao's head.

“Baby, I know.” The system whispered slyly, “Jin Jin means that you didn’t tell it before that there was a big enemy at home… your daddy is here.”

"With a shrewish father at home, it dares not come."

After the system finished speaking, it suddenly realized that it had just acted like a villain in a TV drama, offering slanderous advice, and picked up the villainous system's notebook: "..."

What does this have to do with her dad?

Chaochao frowned in confusion, tilted her head to peek upwards, but was caught red-handed by her "shrewish father".

Leo and Qingqing, who were originally leaning against the big tree with their legs crossed and leisurely munching on fruit, quickly hid behind the tree trunk when Chaochao's father appeared. Their eyes were constantly tracking the battle, and although they were munching on wild fruit, they were actually eating melons.

When Chaochao was caught peeking, she nonchalantly laughed twice, then pulled Huo Qin to the large rock where she had just been staying.

"Daddy, look! These wild fruits are all for you to eat! Jinjin helped me pick them~ They're sweet and sour and crunchy, you've definitely never eaten them before!"

Chaochao, eager to present the treasure, dragged the bamboo basket. The golden monkey that had run away later returned and was squatting on a rock playing with its fingers—keeping a safe distance from Huoqin.

"This one... well, this one's fine too... Hmm, this one looks the best." Chaochao buried her head in the basket, picking through the fruit, and finally settled on a wild fruit that she thought was the most perfectly shaped and the most beautifully colored. As she took the fruit out, the golden monkey playing with its paws next to her glanced up at her, then lowered its head and continued playing.

Seeing that even the authoritative experts had no objections, Chaochao was completely relieved and turned to deliver the treasure to her elderly father at home.

She blew the dust off the fruit peel, then rubbed it on her coat a couple of times. Considering her husband's obsession with cleanliness, Chaochao thought for a moment and added an extra step: she pulled out a tissue from her pocket and rubbed the fruit thoroughly before finally holding up the polished fruit.

It was much more careful than when she fed herself fruit.

"It tastes best when Dad eats it."

Her judgment is definitely spot on!

Master Chaochao was extremely confident.

The live stream chat was filled with people bowing down to her skillful and experienced assembly line work, hailing her as the "shining light of factory girls".

Huo Qin's eyebrows twitched slightly. He took it, bit into it, and slowly nodded.

"not bad."

Chaochao immediately beamed with joy, and the little monkey next to her also chirped and laughed.

Huo Qin calmly finished eating the wild fruit, swallowing all the sour juice that filled his mouth.

Oh.

In the blind spot of the camera, Huo Qin let out a very light, cold laugh, a subtle sound that went unnoticed by Chao Chao.

Because she is currently enjoying a romantic reunion with her good friend, with whom she has reconciled.

The golden monkey had just scratched her head.

Now she touches the monkey's hand.

"Your hands are so well-maintained." Chaochao stroked the golden monkey's dark palms up and down. "They're so soft and black, just like black rice cakes... Jinjin, do you usually like to wash your hands?"

System: ...Baby, that's because black doesn't show dirt.

The golden monkey allowed the little monkey to touch one of its hands, while it used its other hand to reach for the bamboo basket containing fruit.

"Every morning".

Huo Qin suddenly called out to her, and as the little dumpling looked over in confusion, he took a few steps forward. The monkey beside her, engrossed in rubbing fruit, did not react at all.

Chaochao: "?"

Huo Qin raised his hand and placed it on her head: "Your hair is messy."

[Mr. Huo, tell the truth! Did you just see Chaochao's messy hair?!]

[Our Chaochao has been sporting this messy hair for half an episode, and I can't help but laugh every time the camera cuts to him, haha ​​(sorry, baby, Mommy still loves you very much)]

[What's wrong with those messy haircuts? They're so cute!]

[Luckily there are no mirrors in the forest. If Chaochao saw her like this, she'd probably be blowing snot bubbles again.]

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