A turtle that doesn't move is a turtle.

Zhong Jiayi has a strong temper and is determined not to accept such "insult".

Therefore, Zhong Jiayi is a very temperamental bastard.

Xiao Anman's aesthetic sense is practically nonexistent except when she has a keen eye for sparkly things.

Since there was no mirror directly in front of him, Zhong Jiayi could probably comfort himself when Xiao Anman made her move.

Well, it's nothing serious.

At most, I'm just like that stupid dog lying on my knee.

It's just a few extra frames on your head, nothing serious, stay calm.

Be a little man, what's there to be in a hurry for?

We can't let this guy make fun of us.

After messing around with Zhong Jiayi's curly hair, Xiao Anman finally stopped, satisfied.

"Doubao, look, do you like it?"

The onlookers, always eager for drama, wouldn't miss such a perfect opportunity. So when Xiao Anman called its name, the little snowball that was pressing on Zhong Jiayi's knee slowly got up.

I don't know if it's because of the pumpkins that he's been eating and sleeping with, but Grandpa Doubao has been showing more and more signs of dozing off lately.

This silly dog, does it really think the pink butterfly hair clip next to its ear is pretty?

After the old man with the steamed buns exclaimed "satisfied" at Zhong Jiayi's freshly baked bun, Zhong Jiayi, feeling mocked, glared fiercely at the steamed bun.

When Xiao An first met him, Zhong Jiayi's glare might have had some intimidating power, but now, it's just an empty shell.

"Sparkling, do you like this?"

Looking at Zhong Jiayi from left to right, even though her head was already covered in colorful hair clips, Longzai still felt that something was off.

It looks like something's missing.

So Xiao Anman casually took a fabric hair clip shaped like a mischievous rabbit from the box.

"dislike."

Looking at the thing that Xiao Anman was holding that had absolutely nothing to do with him, Zhong Jiayi gritted his teeth and said, word by word.

Why?

Don't you like it?

Of all the stones, I like anything that's sparkly. Among all the trinkets in this box, my favorite is this soft and comfortable fabric hair clip with a unique and cute design.

She thought Liang Jingjing would like it too, but Zhong Jiayi actually said she didn't.

Just as Xiao An was looking at the hair clip in her hand with a suspicious gaze, Zhong Jiarui, who had come to pick up Zhong Jiayi, arrived.

As the older brother, Zhong Jiarui never expected that he would see his younger brother's "cute and charming" appearance again.

Whether it was because she was angry or something else, Zhong Jiayi pursed her lips, her face flushed, and the pink blush looked like it was painted on from a distance.

Zhong Jiayi's head was even more beautiful than a garden in spring.

Even a scene of a hundred flowers blooming couldn't be more spectacular.

"An'an, what are you doing?"

Ah, it's the long-legged brother!

My brother arrived just in time, because no one appreciated the fruits of his hard work all day, and Xiao An was already balding.

With Zhong Jiarui's arrival, she finally found someone to solve her baldness problem.

"Brother, look, isn't it pretty and sparkly?"

Taking a few steps forward, Xiao Anman pulled Zhong Jiarui to Zhong Jiayi, who was blushing with embarrassment at being seen like this by her brother.

Although Zhong Jiarui's expression didn't seem to change much on the surface, the smile at the corner of his eyes betrayed him.

"Yes, it looks good."

Well, actually, there's really no need to elaborate on the fact that my younger brother is quite good-looking.

But Zhong Jiarui, are you sure you still think this younger brother is good-looking?

Has your aesthetic sense become so bizarre that it rivals that of Xiao An?

Others may not know much about Zhong Jiarui's aesthetic sense, but the current scene is indeed a bit funny.

A cute little boy with colorful hair, Zhong Jiarui, a cool guy who is always known for his serious demeanor and is trying not to laugh, Long Zaizai, a newly minted fashion master, and Doubao, an enthusiastic bystander who is always jumping around.

Four completely unrelated art styles, when put together, have a surprisingly captivating and infectious charm.

In the end, Zhong Jiayi couldn't resist and ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror first.

Although Zhong Jiayi had already anticipated what would happen to her head when Xiao An's restless little paws were moving around on it, she was still surprised when she looked in the mirror...

Did this guy pile everything in the box onto his head?

In Zhong Jiayi's eyes, this art style might be the culprit that attracts bees and butterflies...

After stopping the grumpy little boy who rushed out of the bathroom after looking in the mirror, Zhong Jiarui calmly took his younger brother by the collar and said goodbye to Xiao Anman.

They came and went like the wind, and the whole process didn't take much time.

All that remained were Grandpa Doubao, who had lost his fun watching the commotion, and the little dragon cub clutching a Miffy rabbit hair clip.

Before Xiao Anman even had a chance to miss Liang Jingjing, Zhong Jiayi came running back.

Could it be that he can't bear to part with Xiao Anman and Doubao?

No, that's not the case.

What's there to be reluctant about?

Zhong Jiayi came back to pick up her own little pumpkin.

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