The handsome face of the Third Master turned redder and redder.
It was so embarrassing that he, a thirteen-year-old man, was teased by a six-year-old kid.
"Xiao Huzi, you're just slacking off here. Be careful. I'll take Fan Dudu over there to pick some flowers."
Little Tiger: "Then I won't fish anymore. I'll go over there with you guys to pick..."
Before Little Tiger could finish his words, Little Third Master glared at him unhappily.
"Didn't you say fried crabs are delicious? Just touch the crabs here."
Woo woo woo, Brother Chu is so fierce!
Little Tiger was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak. He watched Master San carry Yunmian away like a piglet.
Yunmian was strangled to the point where she could hardly breathe.
Where did he learn this domineering CEO behavior of carrying me away without my permission?
"Chu Guoguo, put me down. I want to catch fish with Brother Xiaohuzi."
Yun Mian's feet couldn't touch the ground, so she could only dance in the arms of the Third Master with a look of dissatisfaction on her face.
The third master tightened his grip even more.
"There are a lot of pink flowers over there, Pinky. I'll take you there and pick some to make a wreath for you."
Anyway, we can't let Fandudu see Wang Xiaohu's bare butt and little bird.
The three words "little pink flower" immediately attracted Yunmian's attention.
She stopped struggling and looked ahead with wide eyes. She saw that the river dam in front of her was covered with small pink flowers. The densely packed small flowers were embedded in the green lawn, alternating between pink and green, like a beautiful large flower blanket.
A hint of surprise flashed in Yunmian's bright eyes.
Those are the fertilizer flowers.
The milk vetch is also called the sweet clover. In my previous life, I often heard my grandparents say that when summer comes, the dam of Xiushui River will be full of sweet clover, and the dam will become very beautiful.
The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the sea of flowers is swaying in the wind. It is really beautiful.
If the Xiushui River area can be rented out in the future, renovated, and used to build farmhouses and campsites, it should attract many tourists.
This thought flashed through Yun Mian's mind.
"Pink Dudu, stay here. I'll go pick some flowers and make a wreath for you."
Young Master San gently placed Yunmian in the sea of flowers, gave some instructions, and began to destroy the flowers with his ruthless hands.
Yunmian picked a Feitian flower casually, put it in her mouth, and lay down in the sea of flowers. She felt happy and relaxed both physically and mentally. She didn't want to catch fish, crabs or shrimps anymore. She just wanted to lie down in this beautiful sea of flowers and have a good sleep.
"Pink Dudu, the wreath is ready. Do you like it?"
When the Third Master came back with the wreath he had made with great effort, he saw a pink ball lying on its side in the sea of flowers, with rosy cheeks, sleeping soundly like a little pig... so cute.
For fear of waking up the cute little pig, Master San tiptoed to the little pig and squatted down beside it.
At this time, the little pig pouted and looked even cuter.
Little Third Master stared at the little face that was more attractive than a Red Fuji apple, slowly lay down, and slowly moved his mouth close to the rosy, round cheeks.
"Chu Guoguo, what are you doing?"
He was just about to be kissed when a pair of small fleshy hands blocked his view. Then a pair of eyes as bright as gems stared at him, and his grandmother's sweet voice sounded in his ears.
Yunmian stared at the Third Master deeply.
Does this little brat want to kiss her?
Even a small kid knows how to flirt.
Fortunately, she practiced the "Qilin Jue" and was much more vigilant than other children. Otherwise, she would have been kissed all over the face by this little brat like at home.
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