Chapter 51
When Wen Cishu walked into the tent, Bo Yiming had already answered all the questions.
The two, one big and one small, looked at each other, both feeling a little guilty.
[Mommy, you are finally back. What were you doing just now? 】
【Uh-huh? I smell something unusual. Why does my wife's face seem a little red? 】
Wen Cishu and Bo Tingyuan sat back in their previous seats.
Bo Tingyuan was still filming the father and son. He glanced at the program team's task card and asked, "Yiming, have you opened it and answered all the questions?"
The intimidating voice made Bo Yiming shrink his neck and move his butt towards his little father. He hugged his arms tightly and hid his body backwards.
"Um……"
Wen Cishu ruffled the monkey's hair: "Can you answer all the questions?"
"Just asking about my little dad and me, of course I answered."
Bo Yiming quickly reached out and took the task card, "Little dad, look."
Wen glanced at the dictionary and found that they were indeed all parent-child issues, and some were asking about children's hobbies.
But when he saw the second question, his eyes slowly widened in disbelief.
——The audience didn’t even ask about “first impression”!
He remembered that Bo Tingyuan had just "interrogated" him, and he suddenly became so angry that his teeth itched. Even though the kiss suddenly became sweet, it couldn't offset it.
But it was still live, Wen Cishu put the task card back as if nothing had happened, and handed it back, but he didn't look at him, but looked at his son beside him and said: "Yiming, the question session is over now, let's let Daddy do it, okay? Your Daddy still has a lot of work to deal with."
As he was speaking, his fingers were rubbed by Bo Tingyuan's hands, so the tone of the second half of his sentence was a little stiff.
Bo Yiming turned his gaze to Big Daddy: "Hmm?"
Although we can still have fun even without Big Daddy around, it would be like having one more person if Big Daddy was around.
"Big Daddy, are you really busy? Can you still record a little show with us?"
Bo Tingyuan pushed his glasses and looked at Wen Cishu.
Wen Cishu couldn't help but pay attention to his glasses, as if he was back to the moment when he took off his glasses in the bathroom, and his eyes seemed to be sweeping across his lips.
He pursed his lips subconsciously, turned his head in a nonchalant manner, and pushed his hair that had slid down to his shoulders.
[Why is my wife so shy and soft? She looks so kissable~]
[Dad, please agree to Mingzai's request!] Don't leave
Bo Tingyuan's eyes slid across a small mole on the snow-white skin of his neck, and looked at his expectant son: "Well, I'll deal with it later."
“Yeah!”
Bo Yiming raised his arms excitedly, "Little Dad, the audience just asked about the farm. Can we go there for dinner tonight? I haven't been there since I signed the contract."
He buried his head in his father's arms, and said "Hmm~Hmm~" coquettishly, "Little father~~~"
Wen Cishu rubbed the back of his head with his palm, then slid to the back of his neck and pinched it, smiling and joking: "Are you still acting coquettishly and cute? Everyone in the audience will see it."
Bo Yiming didn't care and twisted his body childishly.
[Mommy, we just like to see Mingzi act like a spoiled child with you]
[Bao Yisi, I just came to watch the show. What farm is it? Ask sister for answer]
Many enthusiastic viewers explained the farm situation in the first episode and the scene in the second episode where Mingzai said he wanted to buy the farm in the barrage.
【? After watching the clips from the first episode, that farm covers a pretty large area, right? Just buy it? 】
[I need to think about buying a farm in the game for a while! Ahhhh jealous]
Bo Tingyuan naturally did not disappoint his son. He just changed his coat and went out.
"That's great~" Bo Yiming excitedly came out of the tent to change clothes.
Wen Cishu stood up slowly, deliberately avoiding Bo Tingyuan's hand.
His upturned eyes were clearly black and white, and the slightest emotion in his eyes could be seen clearly.
But Bo Tingyuan still held his slender fingers and pulled him tightly to his side.
Wen Cishu had no way to break free and could only let him lead her out.
The shot itself is clear, and the audience immediately picks up on the clues.
[Did Dad annoy his wife? Why does he look a little angry? Did the two of them have a quarrel after leaving the tent together? 】
【Mommy felt a little strange when she saw the title of the task card. I specifically looked at the questions posted on the official Weibo account of the program team. The audience didn’t ask about first impressions. It was added by the dad himself.]
[Is this true or false?] I actually missed that moment (Ahhh, I want to watch the live broadcast replay, can the production team synchronize it immediately?)
[Mingzai's dad is so cunning!] You deserve to be disliked by your wife. 】
[It's so pitiful, mommy, hug me and kiss me, divorce the bad guy and marry me, okay? 】
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In order to facilitate the filming, Bo Tingyuan arranged for the family driver to drive a nanny car.
After the second row in the middle rotates 180 degrees, it forms a facing position with the third row.
Originally, Wen Cishu wanted to sit in the second row with his son, but before he even sat down, Bo Tingyuanxu put his arm around his waist and sat him in the third row.
Bo Yiming happened to be sitting in the second row in the opposite direction. When he looked at the camera on Daddy's chest, he waved over and asked excitedly, "Can the audience see me the whole time this way?"
He turned his head left and right, constantly showing off his face, "I'm handsome, right?"
Only when Bo Tingyuan turns sideways can the audience see Mingzai's little father on his left.
[I regret this, Dad, why don’t you not go! You affect my view of my wife]
[Mingzai, you are very handsome, but can you be filial to your ees and grab the camera to take a frontal photo of your two fathers? 】
At this time, Wen Cishu was holding the hand of Bo Tingyuan.
He turned his hand and poked him in the palm with his fingertips.
——I told you not to add random questions!
As a result, his five fingers were forcefully pushed away, and Bo Tingyuan's long fingers pressed into his fingers and clasped them.
He glanced at the back of his hand, where the veins were faintly visible, and childishly scratched it a few times with his fingertips.
However, when his eyes met Bo Tingyuan's secretive gaze, he quickly moved away like a thief, pretending to look at the scenery outside the window.
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The farm is located in the suburbs.
It was already dusk when we arrived.
Wen Cishu got off the car facing the evening breeze, looked up and saw the silver crescent moon that looked like a curved hook.
A thin blanket was draped over his shoulders.
"Don't catch a cold." Bo Tingyuan warned, and took the opportunity to hold his hand again to confirm the temperature.
[Mingzai's father's voice is so sexy! I declare, this is not Big Daddy, this is Daddy! 】
[Not really!] When Daddy talks to Mingzai, he is so cold and serious. He only sounds sexier when he talks to Mommy. It’s really strange.]
Bo Yiming, who jumped out of the car first, ran inside along the farm gate. Seeing the bright lights inside, he asked curiously, "Hey, why is there someone inside?"
Not only him, but the audience was also very curious and thought there was some special situation.
But the next second, when Uncle Xu came out of the farm and waved to them, Bo Yiming immediately smiled and jumped up and waved: "Wow, Grandpa Xu! How did you get here first?"
Uncle Xu opened the door and said softly, "The eldest young master asked us to come here early to prepare."
"So it was a surprise. Big Daddy is really something. He didn't tell me anything on the way."
Bo Yiming ran in and rushed to the chicken coop first, "Wow, the big rooster is still here! Big Daddy is so kind."
He waved at the chicken standing in the corner, "Hello, do you remember me? I'm Yiming, the duckling who caught your good friend last time!"
[I thought I was just buying an empty farm, but it turned out that they bought everything at once and even asked the housekeeper to prepare dinner in advance? Dad really loves his son too much! 】
[Dear fathers, would you like to adopt a godson or goddaughter? I sign up】
The chicken coop, which had originally been quiet, suddenly became filled with clucking sounds after Bo Yiming shouted.
He turned around and waved to the two fathers: "Big Dad, have you never seen a live chicken? Come quickly."
Wen Cishu was holding the hand of Bo Tingyuan. Hearing his son's words, he couldn't help but chuckle, but when Bo Tingyuan glanced at him, he pursed his lips and hid his smile.
He pulled back his held hand, and like practicing Tai Chi, he gathered his five fingers into a spiral fist and attacked Bo Tingyuan's arm.
Childish Wen Cishu, just hit and run.
He jumped to his son's side and said, "Let me see if it has grown a bit since the first issue. Can it be used to make soup?"
Bo Yiming turned to his little dad in disbelief: "...Little dad, do you really have to make soup?"
Wen Cishu couldn't help laughing and poked the cute face of the little monkey: "It can also be braised."
Bo Yiming: ==
Behind the father and son, Bo Tingyuan's eyes and the camera in front of him jointly recorded this beautiful scene under the moon - leisurely, relaxed and full of warm love.
[Wow, this is so annoying!] Don't use the knife of affection to kill me]
[It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a heartwarming parent-child variety show. It makes me want to join their family]
An outdoor grill has been set up in the courtyard, and the chef has prepared ingredients suitable for grilling for the whole family.
Vegetables, fruits, freshly squeezed juices, etc. are placed on the small table, just like an outdoor barbecue moment during camping.
Bo Yiming rested his hands on the edge of the table, his palms supporting his cheeks, and he was so happy that he could only smile foolishly.
Wen Cishu poured some juice and pushed it to him: "Why are you suddenly silent?"
Bo Yiming held the juice cup with both hands and pouted his lips to act cute: "Little Daddy, last time I just casually said that I wanted to eat the barbecue that Xingxing brother had eaten, and Big Daddy actually remembered it. I had forgotten it myself."
Bo Tingyuan said calmly: "Uncle Xu remembered it."
"ah?"
Bo Yiming thought that was the case at first, but he immediately realized that he had said that on the way home in the car that day, and there was no Grandpa Xu at all.
"Hmph~ Don't try to trick me, Big Dad."
He drank some juice, jumped up and went to grill some meat. When he saw the little daddy was about to get up, he said, "Little daddy, you and the big daddy stay here. I'll grill some meat. I know how to do it!"
Wen Cishu was still worried, but his wrist was held by Bo Tingyuan.
He looked down at him, "Huh?"
[Daddy, what are you doing with your hands? 】
[Tsk tsk, with this bone mass difference, the palm can completely wrap around mommy's thin wrist]
[This scene is perfect for painting (some yellow paintings, are there any sisters who understand me?]
Bo Tingyuan sat leisurely in an outdoor chair, looking up at the face as bright as the moon, and said in a calm voice: "Go play with Yiming."
He gently held his wrist and pulled him back to the chair, then took out the camera and placed it on the table.
The camera is facing Bo Yiming's back, and the audience can see him humming a song and happily putting meat and vegetables on the grill.
Wen Cishu was a little worried and looked at the little monkey in the same direction as the camera.
Until the hair on his temples was lifted up and pushed over his ears, he slowly turned to the person next to him suspiciously and signaled with his eyes: "The microphone is on, what are you doing?"
In the courtyard, his son was still wandering in front of him. Bo Tingyuan naturally had no intention of doing anything. He just wanted to touch him unconsciously, but when he saw that he had a seductive look in his aura, his hand uncontrollably turned to lift up his chin.
Wen Cishu's pupils gradually widened, and the moment he took a deep breath, he quickly covered his lips.
Under the cover of night, ripples of smile appeared in Bo Tingyuan's dark green eyes, and he turned to look at his busy little son.
He naturally pulled down Wen Cishu's hand, interlocked their fingers, and then lifted it up again and pressed it against his lips.
Wen Cishu forced himself not to look at his face and followed his cheerful little son, but he could not ignore the subtle feeling of the back of his hand touching his thin lips.
The skin that was touching each other turned from warm to hot through repeated and continuous caressing.
Wen Cishu pursed his dry lips tightly. His other hand, which was originally resting on the chair, was now tightly gripping the armrest, with his fingertips and joints turning white.
——It was as if at this moment Bo Tingyuan’s lips were not rubbing the back of his hand, but his lips.
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