"Daddy, why aren't you saying anything?"
The system raises its hand; it understands this question!
Are you just naturally quiet, big villain?
The system has ample evidence to suggest that President Huo would be unable to control his laughter should he open his mouth at this moment.
If you don't believe me, just look at the corners of his mouth that he's trying so hard to suppress.
The system, which had been laughing wildly for a minute and had taken and saved a hundred photos of the frizzy little dumpling, lit a cigarette and said disdainfully.
Huo Qin coughed softly to cover his embarrassment, his eyelids drooping slightly, his index finger knuckle pressed against the corner of his lips that was about to turn up, and said in a calm voice, "It's nothing."
"But you're coughing, Daddy, are you catching a cold?" Chaochao, sporting an afro, approached her father with a hint of worry. After taking only a few steps, she suddenly felt her head become much lighter.
"Xiao Qi, did something jump out of my head?"
The little dumpling stopped and asked the system with a worried expression.
The system suppressed a wild laugh: "Little one... don't worry, little one, taking a bath will only make your head watery, not watery."
"Is that so? But I really feel like my head is lighter..."
In addition, it's a little itchy.
Chaochao reached out and touched her cheek. When she realized that what she held in her hand was a strand of hair that had floated up, the expression on her little face gradually changed from confusion to horror.
Hesitantly, she picked up the mini princess dressing mirror on the table. A wild and unruly head slowly appeared from top to bottom in the delicate oval mirror. A frightened little face grew out of the fluffy hair, like the yolk of a local egg or the pit of an avocado.
At this moment, Chaochao's world was reduced to a dazzling array of black.
"ah--"
Chaochao's pupils dilated in shock. She tossed aside the mirror as if she'd seen something disgusting, her eyes brimming with tears as she turned to Huo Qin, her childish voice tumbling out incoherently, "Waaah, Daddy, my...hair...waaah..."
Why is her hair flying around like that?!
"I want to fly up to the sky... just like a balloon, boohoo, Daddy, I don't want to leave you, boohoo..."
The little dumpling, on the verge of tears, suddenly thought of another possibility, "It's that magic mirror sister... she wants to... she wants to kidnap me and make me her little maid!"
The magic mirror must not have found a more delicious child than her, so it's finally going to come and take her away!
Sitting on the sofa, Huo Qin's long neck was slightly lowered, and the corners of his mouth, which had been trembling in the shadows, finally couldn't help but turn up at this moment.
"Waaaaah..." The desperate little girl ran into Huo Qin's arms, completely oblivious to her father's laughter behind her back as she was lost in her grief. "Daddy, remember to visit me often... Waaaah, bring lots of candy..."
Jiang Chi, who originally wanted to talk to Huo Qin about something, heard unusual noises coming from the bedroom before he even reached the door.
It was the baby crying.
Jiang Chi's expression changed slightly, and he quickly slipped to the bedroom door.
The door was wide open.
Jiang Chi's eyes immediately fell on the dark brown sea urchin trembling in his uncle's arms. His expression froze briefly, and he stood there stunned.
Has an extraterrestrial species finally invaded Earth?
Looking further down, you can see that the small, short body of the exploded sea urchin is still attached to its bottom.
Jiang Chi blinked uncertainly.
"...chaochao?"
The little dumpling, nestled in Huo Qin's arms and giving his last wishes, looked up at him pitifully at the sound, "Waaah, brother..."
Jiang Chi stared at the ruffled little dumpling: "Pfft..."
Jiang Chi, who was trying to suppress his laughter so hard he almost convulsed, pulled out his phone from his pocket and quickly took a few photos.
This is such precious footage of a human baby getting up close to science for the first time, haha!
Seeing the little dumpling's increasingly sorrowful expression, Jiang Chi, feeling a pang of conscience, forced himself to stop smiling. His smiling peach blossom eyes flickered, and he casually changed the subject: "Ahem... By the way, what were you talking about earlier, the magic mirror, was it?"
The young man raised his hand and casually pointed to the dressing mirror that Chaochao had tossed on the table.
Little did they know, the moment the words "It?" were uttered!
The terrified little ball of fur shuddered, and in the next second it darted under the covers at a speed too fast for the naked eye to see. The round little ball of fur that had been bulging under the covers "whoosh"ed from the foot of the bed to the head of the bed.
Then Huo Qin and Jiang Chi heard Chaochao's trembling voice coming from under the covers, "You can't see me...you can't see me...Chaochao is already asleep..."
She's hiding under the covers!
The first rule of the underworld is: you must not grab children under the covers!
The system really wanted to say, "Honey, aren't you hiding from the magic mirror?"
The world outside the blanket.
Huo Qin glanced at Jiang Chi indifferently. Jiang Chi felt wronged but dared not speak up. He really didn't know what they were talking about; he was just asking casually...
Besides, Uncle, you were clearly smiling just now.
Don't think he didn't see it.
I originally wanted to talk to Huo Qin, but it doesn't seem like a good time right now, it's a dark and windy night...
Jiang Chi felt a chill on his neck: "Uncle, I'll be going now."
"stop."
Jiang Chi stopped in his tracks immediately, his brow twitching.
Huo Qin stood up unhurriedly, his cold and stern face with sharp lines, not giving him a single glance.
"The photos have been sent."
"..."
After Jiang Chi left, Chaochao remained curled up in the blanket, clutching the corner tightly, with only a few strands of her beautiful hair showing.
The little dumpling's hair wasn't dry yet.
Huo Qin stood tall by the bed, his deep, indifferent eyes looking down with a hint of helplessness. "Chao Chao, come out and dry your hair."
The trembling mass under the blanket remained completely unresponsive.
Huo Qin: "Children who are asleep, please raise your hands."
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