The father and son played around for a while, then took Bo Shuran into the main building.
Originally, Bo Shiyu wanted to go look for Zhuzhu with an umbrella, but Bo Yanzhou felt that if this worrying boy went, his daughter might not have as much fun.
So he stopped her from going.
After a round of persuasion failed and was interrupted, Bo Shiyu simply gave up.
Um.
He thought that Bo Yanzhou should experience the joy of raising a naughty child.
He immediately asked Bo Shuran to sit farther away.
Five minutes later...
The babbling voice of a baby came from far away and the man who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea looked up when he heard the sound.
Before the corners of his lips curled up, the next second!
He saw an unknown creature covered in dirt and dripping with mud running towards him with its claws making a sound.
An unknown creature ran and shouted: "Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy~"
While he was shouting, the mud and water on his face were flowing into his mouth. President Bo, who has been a germaphobe all his life, has always seen such scenes.
My eyelids twitched!
Almost jumping up from the sofa, he quickly raised his hand to stop the gloomy subconscious and shouted: "Stop!!! Where did you get that thing??"
Um.
It's obvious.
At this time, he hadn't thought about his own child.
After all, the baby had only been out for five minutes. At this speed, even if she imitated a hair dryer to roll out a puddle, she probably wouldn't be able to achieve such an effect! ? ?
The kid, who had never seen his father react so strongly, froze with his chubby body, and his short legs, which were running with a panting sound, gradually came to a stop.
She clenched her muddy paws, and her dirty face looked like she had applied a mask of black mud. Only her two very smart big round eyes blinked from time to time at her villain poop.
The little guy shook his head seriously: "No, no, no~"
"Beads are beads, not toys. Beads are beads~"
Um?
Why do I feel something is wrong?
The boy, who had sharp intuition but dull brain, always felt that what he said seemed ambiguous, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that there seemed to be no ambiguity.
I can’t figure it out, and I don’t want to think about it anymore, because compared to this girl, she has better things for her daddy!
The kid flapped his short legs and was about to walk forward happily. The man with a cold face looked extremely ugly. He stared at the little clay figure in front of him. The veins on President Bo's forehead suddenly popped out!
He took a deep breath, and the words almost popped out from between his teeth: "Bo Zhuzhu, you'd better explain to your father why you are covered in mud like this!"
"Didn't you say you were going to step in puddles? Are you going to step in puddles? Are you going to roll in the mud?!"
Fat Mushroom blinked, answered the question, and nodded very obediently: "Yes, yes, Zhuzhu is going to roll in the mud pit~"
"Didn't Daddy say we can step in mud puddles later? Zhuzhu is going to get into one~"
"But...but daddy is wrong. There may not be a mud pit in the backyard. Zhuzhu went there to dig it out~"
At this point, the little fellow drooped his eyebrows, opened his two paws and shook them, and the baby voice at the end of the tone even sounded a little aggrieved, as if he was acting coquettishly with him: "Daddy, Ni Kang, Zhuzhu is digging holes and pouting, and his paws are all red~"
As soon as these words were spoken, the anger that was suppressed in President Bo's heart, which was originally a little angry, immediately dissipated a little.
He stood there, expressionless on the surface, but his eyes were actually always glancing at Zhuzhu'er's little paws.
It’s hard to tell whether the gray and muddy hands are red or not, but the president’s imagination is very strong and he feels sorry for them.
After just a moment's observation, the CEO's eyes had already filtered themselves.
In his eyes, the cub covered in black mud turned into a pitiful little kitten with a little dirt.
Those round grape eyes also had an extra layer of tear filter in his eyes. She looked at him pitifully, trying hard to hold back her tears.
The black mud mask on her face also faded away automatically, and was replaced by a white and tender pink face with a smear of dust here and there. She was holding up her little paws and begging him in a baby voice: "Daddy, paws, it hurts~"
How can this be tolerated???
The man's eyes softened, and before he could say anything, the next second.
The little guy ran up panting.
Seeing this, Bo Shiyu, who was standing nearby, quickly called out to Bo Shuran to move aside.
Um.
He has experience in this matter.
Anyway, it never hurts to stay away.
Although Bo Shuran didn't know why Bo Shiyu was hiding from the kid, seeing his serious look, she still followed him and stood in the corner.
And then.
The next second, she saw the ball of milk running over, looking left and right for a while, and suddenly put his paw into his pocket mysteriously.
She tiptoed to her daddy, and as if she had just gotten some big baby, she murmured in a low voice: "Daddy, Zhuzhu has a gift for daddy, daddy, please don't let Sister Guoguo see it~"
"Sister Guoguo loves Zhuzhu so much that she's going to blame Zhuzhu for not preparing a gift for her. She's definitely going to blame Zhuzhu for being partial~"
The acting kid let go, feeling quite helpless like a concubine vying for favor and wanting to kiss everyone.
Bo Yanzhou: "......"
The corner of his mouth twitched, but the president was still very satisfied that the kid brought him a gift specifically.
Oh!
He said that the kid loves him the most!!!
The cheap son still isn't convinced? Humph, once he gets the gift, he'll hang around in front of the cheap son every day, making him so mad that the cheap son will die!
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