Chapter 7 Horrifying! So terrifying!!...
Chapter Seven
The live stream went even better than expected. Not only did he gain a lot of followers, but he also received gifts, which was still a windfall for him. When Ji Zhi Qiu ended the live stream, his face was beaming with joy.
He looked at Ji Yanyan, who was sitting in his lap, looking around curiously.
This isn't a villainous brat at all, he's clearly his little money god!
When Ji Yanyan isn't throwing a tantrum, he's so adorable that you just want to kiss his little face raw. Ji Zhi Qiu held back, maintaining his fatherly demeanor, and coughed reservedly: "Yanyan helped me a lot today and was exceptionally well-behaved. What reward do you want?"
Ji Yanyan tilted her head, her ahoge sticking up.
Although he still looked cute, Ji Zhi Qiu could tell he was up to no good when she saw his eyes darting around. She quickly changed her mind and said, "How about I tell Yan Yan a bedtime story?"
This successfully diverted Ji Yanyan's attention, and her eyes lit up. "Okay, I'll go pick out a storybook."
Ji Yanyan flapped her chubby little legs, trying to jump to the ground. Ji Zhi Qiu smiled helplessly, "It's still early before bedtime. We can go find her later."
Ji Yanyan was so excited that she couldn't hear him. She ran to the bedroom and laid out the storybooks one by one on the floor. He squatted down next to her like a little dumpling, picking them out one by one with a very serious expression and wrinkled features.
Seeing that the child wanted to make the decision herself, Ji Zhi Qiu didn't interrupt. Ji Yan Yan hesitated until bedtime before finally choosing a book: "I want this one!"
Ji Zhi Qiu looked at the big frog on the cover and couldn't help but chuckle, "Does Yan Yan like frogs?"
Ji Yanyan nodded vigorously.
Ji Zhi Qiu remembered her wicked sense of humor and decided to set him up, "I bought a frog costume, how about Yan Yan wears it for Daddy?"
Ji Yanyan had no idea that her father was playing a prank on her. She jumped around on the bed excitedly, her soft body jiggling with each movement. "Great! I'm going to turn into a frog! I'll have big eyes and a long tongue!"
Before Ji Zhi Qiu could think it through, Ji Yan Yan leaned closer and said, "I want a pink tongue, soft, that can be stretched long and thrown far."
"..." Ji Zhi Qiu suddenly realized something was wrong: "Why do you want this?"
Ji Yanyan cupped her little face and giggled foolishly, looking longingly at the tongue. "This kind of tongue is so cool, I like it."
After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and imitated a frog sticking out its tongue, looking incredibly cute, but Ji Zhi Qiu couldn't laugh anymore.
That's a great, unique idea.
Children's ideas are boundless and imaginative. This innocence needs to be protected by adults and should not be interfered with... Ji Zhi Qiu pretended that this interlude did not exist and pulled Ji Yan Yan into the quilt, "Don't move around, I'm going to tell you a bedtime story."
Ji Yanyan looked at Ji Zhi Qiu with starry eyes, clutching the corner of the blanket with her little hands, and kept wriggling inside, wrapping herself up like a silkworm, only revealing her soft and tender face, blinking her big eyes.
Ji Zhi Qiu chuckled softly and turned to the first page of the fairy tale book.
Bedtime stories have evolved; they're no longer the usual Snow White tale. This was Ji Zhi Qiu's first time reading this fairy tale, and not knowing the ending, she could only read it aloud: "In a green forest lived a frog. The busy frog master finished his day's hard work and returned home to find a round lotus leaf..."
Ji Zhi Qiu turned to the next page, but before she could read it aloud, she caught a glimpse of fluffy hair getting closer.
He licked his lips, slowly reached out, and touched the whorl of hair on Ji Yanyan's head.
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Ji Yanyan didn't know what her father was doing. She just felt a weight on her head and looked up at him blankly.
After regaining his senses, Ji Zhi Qiu coughed and pretended that he hadn't done anything.
Ji Yanyan didn't care. She pressed her face against the storybook and studied it seriously for a long time before saying in a serious tone, "The frog wanted to take a nice bath, so he called Uncle Dark Cloud."
"..." Amazing! The world's first frog that could summon wind and rain was born.
Looking at the frog in the storybook, struggling against the raging wind, Ji Zhi Qiu said with a smile, "Why does Yan Yan think the frog is taking a bath?"
Ji Yanyan nodded, "I was out playing all day and I'm all dirty. I need to take a nice bath before I can go to sleep. That's what Dad said yesterday."
Ji Zhi Qiu turned to a new page and continued, "Then why did the frog jump into the water again here?"
Ji Yanyan pondered for a while, "He must have had a great time taking a bath and suddenly wanted to go swimming. Look how well he swims."
Ji Zhi Qiu suppressed a laugh and deliberately asked, "Is he really a good swimmer? Look, he swallowed a lot of water and even rolled over, showing his belly."
Ji Yanyan patted his chest, tilted his head back, and looked like a loyal and righteous buddy. "It's okay, he's still my good friend even if he's not a good swimmer. As long as I'm a good swimmer, I'll come and save him when the time comes."
Ji Zhi Qiu paused for a few seconds, then pointed to the words beside her, "But the story doesn't seem to have developed this way."
Ji Yanyan couldn't read, and angrily covered up with her hand: "I'm friends with the frog, that's what he told me, none of this is right!"
Ji Zhi Qiu didn't think Ji Yan Yan was deliberately being argumentative. On the contrary, she felt that it was a good thing for children to have rich imaginations, and there was no need to deliberately suppress them. There shouldn't be only one version of a story.
He said leisurely, "Since the frog has already told you, then Yan Yan, finish telling this story."
Ji Yanyan didn't stand on ceremony and took the storybook directly. She pretended to turn to a page and was about to start telling the story when she suddenly saw Ji Zhiqi next to her and frowned in dissatisfaction: "This isn't how you listen to bedtime stories. Lie down!"
The two switched positions, and Ji Zhi Qiu was happy to cooperate, immediately lying down.
Ji Yanyan stared at him for a while, but was still not satisfied. She bent over and knelt on the bed, trying her best to pull the blanket up for him.
“It should cover your chin,” he said, pointing to the corner of the blanket. “Hold on.”
Ji Zhi Qiu continued to cooperate, obediently covering herself with the blanket, only revealing her face.
Ji Yanyan was finally satisfied and urged, "Close your eyes quickly, I'm going to start telling a story."
Ji Zhi Qiu hadn't been lulled to sleep in a long time, and adhering to the principle of not wanting to be taken advantage of, she squinted her eyes a crack and asked weakly, "Are there any lullabies tonight?"
Ji Yanyan hadn't expected Ji Zhi Qiu to have so many demands. She sighed deeply, realizing she had no way to deal with her willful father, and compromised, saying, "If you listen to the story obediently, I'll sing you a lullaby."
Ji Zhi Qiu immediately closed his eyes, demonstrating his stance through his actions.
Ji Yanyan was very satisfied, and even imitated Ji Zhi Qiu's previous actions, patting him through the blanket before continuing to tell the story of the frog.
"After taking a bath, the little frog was a bit tired and fell asleep right in the water. When he woke up the next day, the weather was really nice. The sun was big and round, just like an egg pancake... I really wanted to eat it. The frog saw his best friend—the little mosquito."
"The frog smiled happily. They have a unique way of greeting each other. He stuck out his tongue, wanting to shake hands with the little mosquito. Then, afraid that the little mosquito would get tired, he let him rest in his mouth and took him to find another good friend to play with."
"..." Ji Zhi Qiu didn't want to interrupt, but she couldn't help it. "Mosquitoes and frogs are good friends, and frogs even let mosquitoes rest in their mouths. Are you serious?"
Seeing that Ji Zhi Qiu was so disobedient, Ji Yan Yan looked at him with worry, "Of course! Mosquitoes are so cute, how could anyone not like to be friends with them?"
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Ji Zhi Qiu struggled to find her voice, "Mosquitoes are cute. If a mosquito lands on your face, would you resist swatting it?"
Ji Yanyan blinked in confusion, "Why would I hit him? I'd invite him over to my house, and he'd eat his fill until his belly was round!"
Ji Zhi Qiu almost burst into tears.
What a filial son! He deliberately brought mosquitoes home to bite him.
Strangely enough, he was particularly attractive to mosquitoes, and every summer he seemed to want to fight them to the death. Ji Yanyan, on the other hand, had delicate skin and seemed to attract mosquitoes even more, but strangely, he was never bitten.
It must be because of a genetic mutation in his other father that he has such good fortune.
He had a deep-seated hatred for mosquitoes, but there was also a traitor in his family. Ji Zhi Qiu really wanted to correct Ji Yan Yan's wrong ideas, but when he thought about how he had just decided to respect the child's imagination, his lips twitched a couple of times. He couldn't bear to criticize him, so he could only close his eyes again and say, "Okay, you can continue."
Ji Yanyan was happy and turned to another page.
"The frog and the mosquito were so happy. They met another good friend, the cockroach. The frog greeted him warmly, but the mosquito was shy and didn't come out of the frog's mouth."
Ji Zhi Qiu never expected to hear the word "cockroach" from Ji Yan Yan's mouth. She opened her eyes defiantly, "What? Cockroaches are good friends too?!"
Ji Yanyan puffed out her cheeks and glared at her father, who always questioned her. "Of course! Cockroaches are cuter than mosquitoes, so why can't they be friends?"
"Dad, why do you always ask me these strange questions? Don't you like mosquitoes and cockroaches?"
Ji Zhi Qiu was completely speechless, staring blankly at Ji Yan Yan for a long time before stammering, "Cute, adorable, you like her?!"
Ji Yanyan nodded vigorously, delivering another fatal blow to him, "Of course, these are my three favorite animals. Dad, when I grow up, can I raise them? I want to take them out and play with other children. They will definitely envy me."
Ji Yanyan was bubbling with happiness and chuckled twice, but in Ji Zhi Qiu's mind, there was the image of other parents screaming in fright and throwing shoes at her.
He remained silent for a full half minute, then slowly lay down and closed his eyes.
He wasn't asleep; he was about to faint from fright.
Is this the villain's aesthetic and preferences?
Terrifying! Horrifying! So terrifying!!
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