Huo Qin sneered.
It was just that it took its poop on his windowsill as revenge, and afterwards it was too cowardly to come down.
Clearly, Chaochao was unaware of the intricacies of the situation. After worrying a little about family harmony, she finally returned to the main topic: "I was talking about Mr. Bai Xue... well, never mind, I'd better not say anything."
A three-year-old child quietly straightened his posture.
Today, she is their love's little security guard!
Huo Qin: "...?"
"Daddy, look at the pumpkin carriage—wait, it's getting dark?!"
Suddenly, a section of Chaochao's vision was obscured by the tilted brim of the hat.
Huo Qin raised his hand to straighten the brim of the little dumpling's hat, his deep, long eyes calmly sweeping over a passerby standing next to Chaochao.
The whispers around them grew louder and louder.
Pairs of eyes couldn't help but drift towards the exceptionally striking father and daughter.
The boy who had just touched Chaochao's hat without being able to resist felt a sudden chill in his heart, as if the other person had been dead for three days.
Then he silently took several steps back.
He just wanted to confirm if this kid was that recently popular celebrity offspring.
Chaochao held her hat on her head with both hands, looking around in confusion. Everyone around her seemed normal, all intently watching the main street of the square.
The little dumpling, having finished its investigation, turned its head back, confused but relieved.
The instant she turned back.
A barrage of intense gazes instantly fixed on Chaochao's head.
The system, which witnessed everything, was completely speechless.
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