The controlled vines couldn't resist moving over, starting to rub against Chi Yuan's loose jeans and sticking tightly to his shoulder.
After sticking to him for a while, seeing Chi Yuan's serious expression, Shen Yulou decided to mischievously cause trouble again.
Moving along Chi Yuan's arm to the painting, the tips of the vines tapped on the paper, trying to guide Chi Yuan's technique.
Chi Yuan paid no attention to Shen Yulou's actions and continued painting as if nothing was wrong.
Seeing that Chi Yuan ignored him, Shen Yulou simply spread the paper out on the paper and rolled it around, making it impossible for Chi Yuan to write anything.
Chi Yuan tried to lift him up, but Shen Yulou clung tightly and refused.
"Go play somewhere else, sweetie."
Chi Yuan flicked the sturdy vines, feeling that this rose bush was like a mischievous child.
don't want!
Shen Yulou expressed his refusal through his actions.
"Not leaving?"
Chi Yuan looked at the vines writhing and rolling around, then at their flexible tips, and twirled the pencil in his hand.
"If you don't want to leave, then don't leave."
The next second, the vines were covered in paint, and Chi Yuan used them like a brush, holding them between his fingertips to start painting.
The little one found the interaction between his fathers extremely interesting.
The little one wants to play too, but the little one can't move...
The little guy shook his tiny flower bud, looking a bit unhappy.
The baby was in a bad mood, and even the fragrance seemed to fade.
The Cypriot Morpho butterfly twitched its legs, its compound eyes revealing confusion.
The antennae brushed against the little flower bud, and the graceful wings fluttered gently before it left the baby.
I plan to go out during this time to search for some nectar to fill my stomach.
It flew around the yard a few times, and the vibrant colors on the palette immediately caught its attention.
It folded its wings, stomped on the palette of colors a few times, and its body was quickly stained with different colors.
Ignoring the people painting next to it, the morpho butterfly lowered its head and tried it with its beak, only to find that it didn't taste good at all.
So it flew back to the little flower bud.
Colors! Butterfly painting?
The paint from the butterfly's antennae, legs, and wings stained the little flower bud.
The little one really likes these colors; he thinks they're all beautiful.
So I looked forward to seeing what patterns the butterflies would draw on my body, and the fragrance of the flower buds became stronger again.
The Cypriot Morpho butterfly watched the little bud for a while, feeling that it couldn't figure out the pattern of the little flower bud.
The existence of the offspring is completely beyond the understanding of the butterfly's genetic inheritance over the years, and there is no way to get along with the offspring based on biological habits.
Shen Yulou was exhausted from all the fussing, and his tip began to soften.
"You've gotten tired of it already?"
Chi Yuan pinched the limp tip of the vine, trying to make it stand up so he could continue painting.
Looking at the messy colors on the paper, and then at the unresponsive vines in my hand.
Chi Yuan once again dipped the vine into the paint box to collect the color, preparing to give this disobedient rose a memorable punishment.
Let him disturb my drawing.
To everyone's surprise, as soon as the vines touched the paint, they spun and leaped around in the paint box like dried-up fish entering water.
Colors splashed.
Chi Yuan reacted quickly, covering his eyes, letting go of Shen Yulou, and retreating hastily.
However, his vest, face, and hair were already covered with traces of paint.
The culprit was still smugly spinning around, scattering the paint all over itself.
A shower of paint began to fall from the sky.
Startled by the falling paint, the Cypriot Morpho butterfly leaped swiftly, nimbly weaving through the rain of paint.
Everything in the yard has been brutally destroyed; the only one who's probably happy is the innocent little one.
Chi Yuan really lost more than he gained this time. He originally wanted to punish this childlike rose, but he ended up being tricked himself.
But since things have come to this point, there's nothing to be angry about. It's better to look at this from a different perspective, which might actually bring a different kind of fun.
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