The dumplings separated a little apart their fingers, looked at them, and shook their heads: "No, the beads will fall and wash them."
"No," Chen Lingjue said: "I will catch you, and I will definitely not fall you!"
"No, Zhuzhu doesn't want it!" Tuanzi covered his hands tightly: "Zhuzhu... Zhuzhu's father and mother pot, as well as grandpa and uncle, and the emperor, all love Zhuzhu very much. Zhuzhuzhu. They will cry when they fall."
Chen Lingjue: "..."
He said fiercely: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"
The dumpling rubbed backwards and shook his head violently.
OK, so Chen Lingjue said, "If you don't want to jump, then you can walk down."
Tuanzi slowly turned his head, revealing a little bit of the crack. He looked at the stairs. He didn't pay attention when he was up just now. When he saw it, he looked very high.
Tuanzi tried twice but couldn't stand up. She cried and said, "Okay, but the legs of the Zhuzhu are sick and can't move!"
puff!
Chen Lingjue couldn't help but smile: "Isn't it the tiger girl of the general?"
Tuanzi was silent for a moment, then said whisperingly: "Yes, there will be thumping brain tigers! It may not be all thumping brain tigers!"
Chen Lingjue couldn't hold back his smile, so he didn't open his eyes.
The young men next to them couldn't help laughing, and peeked at this place.
The stairs were quite big and tall, and the little breasts on the top looked really big, with their hands covering their eyes. The cowardly look was so cute.
Huo Chenzhao quickly walked out of the inside, jumped up directly, and hugged the dumpling: "Don't be afraid of Zhuzhu, I'll take you down."
Tuanzi was immediately surprised and hugged his legs, rubbing his little face: "Thank you, beautiful pot pot! Beautiful pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot
Huo Chenzhao smiled slightly, then jumped down with Zhuzhu, and gently patted her back: "I'm not afraid anymore, we're down."
Chen Lingjue: “…??”
At such a small height, do you think he can't jump up? Isn't he trying to tease... Isn't he? Educate his children?
How could Huo Chenzhao be so fat?
He really can't behave like a person. Why can't he compete for favor so elegantly?
He glared at him angrily behind the dumpling. Tuanzi felt nothing and was extremely grateful. He leaned over and kissed him on the beautiful pot pot, and kissed him on the other side, and announced loudly: "Zhuzhu and Beautiful pot is the best in the world!”
Chen Lingjue: "Haha!"
The Xiong family who hates this kind of spoiled children the most! They don’t give him the respect that martial artist deserves!
Next time I see how I will perform for you, I have to fly around with my beads to let her understand who is the real master!
Then the dumplings continued to practice.
Chen Lingjue wanted to pull her up so that she could compete for her former favor, but Tuanzi would no longer walk to the high place. As soon as she walked to a place where Chen Lingjue could not reach out to help, she immediately turned around and put her clothes on. He handed him the collar so that he could carry it down and leave again.
Chen Lingjue: "..."
Until he went back at noon, Chen Lingjue quickly changed his clothes, switched back to the state of the little prince, and had dinner with Zhuzhu. He asked her inadvertently, "I heard that Zhuzhu and him are the best in the world?"
Tuanzi Mengniu nodded cutely: "Yes?"
The little prince said, "What about me?"
Tuanzi: "…"
Tuanzi giggled, the little prince stretched out his hand, made a hand gripping position, and another foot gripping position: "Your brother is not at home today, I see who can protect you."
Tuanzi immediately said: "Beautiful pots can protect the beads!"
"Yes!" Huo Chenzhao nodded to Zhuzhu and looked at him with a smile: "I see who can move Zhuzhu one finger."
Tuanzi's eyes were bright, his little head was shaking, and he was secretly squeaking.
Chen Lingjue: "..."
He looked at him speechlessly: "Why don't you, a child, speak of martial ethics?"
Huo Chenzhao: "You, an adult, don't talk about morality anymore, why should I talk about martial ethics?"
Chen Lingjue: "..."
Chen Lingjue turned around and said, "Zhuzhu, I want to tell your brother that you are the best in the world with him."
Tuanzi was puzzled: "Tell Guoguo, that's OK! Zhuzhu and Guoguo are the best in the world!"
The little prince again: "What about me?"
Tuanzi whispered: "The world's number one...the second best?"
"Why?" Chen Lingjue said: "Why don't you be the best in the world with me?"
Tuanzi blinked his big eyes and whispered: "That, that pot and beautiful pot will be sad."
Chen Lingjue said: "Then I will be sad too!"
Tuanzi's eyes widened: "It's OK, it's OK..." The three and a half-year-old illiterate Tuanzi tried hard to express her meaning clearly: "But they are the best in Zhuzhu, and they are also the best in the world. They are super Love beads! You can use Star Pots and Pots, and love to play with beads.”
Prince Chen: "..."
I was speechless!!
I feel a little guilty, and a little bit confident!!
It looks so fun, is it so swollen when you play with it? Isn’t the child just used it to play with it?
After dinner, Zhuzhu went to take a nap. Chen Lingjue sighed beside him, and accused Huo Chenzhao of not being able to appear at will and disturb the teaching progress/competition for favor.
Huo Chenzhao was reading a medical book, but he couldn't read it. He said, "But, that's not you? What's the point of Zhuzhu likes a martial arts master? It won't even touch your little prince."
Chen Lingjue: "..."
It's true.
He was silent for a while, but he didn't want to admit that he was stupid, so he said, "You should not stay with Sheng Minglin in the future! Look, you are talking like him now, with a smell of wiltness!"
Sheng Minglin who just walked in: “…??”
He said, "I've messed with you?"
Chen Lingjue lost no loss: "You messed with me every day!"
Sheng Minglin was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he showed them the notice he wrote, and asked the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles for a meal.
Chen Lingjue asked: "You haven't eaten yet? I saw that you haven't come to eat, and I thought you were not at home."
While talking, he looked at Huo Chenzhao with his hands and was amused as he watched: "I'm simply conscious! You are so mean to say you are so mean and you are not convinced. You can even write something with a bad smell!"
Sheng Minglin replied seriously: "If you can even see this meaning, then I really don't have enough skills and have to change it. I have to ask my father if I can visit Master Jie Ji'an and ask for advice."
Chen Lingjue said: "Even I can tell what it means? Am I the minimum standard?"
"That's not," Sheng Minglin said: "It's just that you are not a serious literati, so if you can see it, literati will definitely see it."
Chen Lingjue raised his mind: "You mean I'm not serious?"
Sheng Minglin sighed, touched his hungry stomach and stopped talking.
After a while, Sheng Minglin ate slowly. Chen Lingjue remembered again and urged Huo Chenzhao, "You change it for him."
Huo Chenzhao shook his head: "I am not good at this path and can't change it."
"Is that?" Chen Lingjue lowered his voice slightly and said, "Your articles in your previous life are very famous. Others privately said that your style is full of beautiful words like a knife, which means it is gorgeous and cold, with a unique style and It's clear."
After he said this, Sheng Minglin also remembered it and nodded: "That's true. Use the most beautiful words and chop the sharpest knife. Every time I read it, my heart hurts. I can recite a few more articles, you Do you want to listen?”
Huo Chenzhao was stunned for a while when the two of them said it, and smiled and shook his head: "I don't listen. I will definitely not be able to write it out in this life."
Sheng Minglin smiled and said, "Since ancient times, articles hated being successful, and it is not a bad thing to not write them."
Chen Lingjue said: "It's just a different style, it's good to write about peace and beautiful mountains and rivers."
Sheng Minglin smiled and said, "This is very true."
The three of them chatted casually and asked outside. Sheng Minglin glanced at him and happened to finish eating. He asked someone to take it away. He took the tea to rinse it, and asked, "What's wrong?"