emmm...
"It seems... still... nest???"
The dazed fat mushroom stared with a pair of blank eyes, tilted his head, and scratched the Jiujiu on his head in confusion.
What about Feixi?
Something feels weird~
Where is it?
The little guy with a big head said he couldn't figure it out.
So the whole group was obviously tangled and twisted, with their big fat faces all embarrassed. Where was the energy left in them to dance and scream like they did just now?
Bo Yanzhou remained expressionless, but he was actually very happy watching this.
He bent his fingers and tapped Zhuzhu's forehead gently.
The man deliberately asked in a teasing tone, "What happened to Zhuzhuer?"
"Don't you want to be a little gas tank?"
I just don't want to be a little gas tank. Upon hearing this, the little kid nodded without hesitation: "I don't want to, I don't want to, Zhuzhu is slim, Zhuzhu doesn't want to be a gas tank~"
"Oh~" the man said in a long tone to express his understanding.
But~
"As the saying goes, you reap what you sow. You say your father is a big gas tank. If you weren't a small gas tank, would we still be father and daughter?"
When the gullible kid heard this, the expression of determination not to be a gas tank on her face changed. She blinked, thought hard about it and felt that it made sense!
So he nodded: "The beads are gas tanks~"
Bo Yanzhou was confused: "But the gas tank is short, short-limbed, and has a round belly..."
Short arms and legs and a round belly?
The boy looked down at his own body which was as slim as a sausage and felt that he couldn't let himself down.
He immediately shook his head again.
"No, no, Zhuzhu can't tie the gas tank!"
"Oh~ Then you are not a gas tank anymore, can we still be father and daughter?" President Bo teased.
The protective cub raised his paw without hesitation when he heard this: "The beads are tied to the jar!"
"But the can is short and has a round belly..."
Just like that, back and forth, over and over again.
The cycle continues.
In the end, the kid's brain, which was not very bright to begin with, was completely confused.
The child buried her head in her father's arms and cried out in grief: "Is it tied or not?? Is it tied or not???"
“Can anyone tell me whether Zhuzhuzhuzhu is wearing a gas tank or not?!”
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