The National Girl is Three and a Half Years Old

Just when the young and the young were holding hands, the photographer who had already learned the skills of intersecting the needles turned on the equipment again and captured this "warm and touching" scene.

Gu Suisui is still young, his emotions come fast, and he goes fast. One second ago, he felt that this elder brother beside him was a big badass. The next second, after he "released the previous suspicion" with him, he felt that this elder brother seemed to be pretty good too. Look like.

His hand is so big...bigger than both of her hands.

And his hair color looks like Grandma Li who lives next door...

"By the way, brother, you are my intern dad, so should I call you Dad Ke in the future?" Gu Suisui, who was born as a fairy, doesn't have much idea about the name of human beings. The editor sister asked her to call it that way, so She just called out. Just as she could call Feng Yaoqin's mother without any psychological pressure when she first crossed over.

In the view of Little Marshmallow, the address is just a name, she only needs to know who is good to herself.

But Ke Jingyang was different. He was very resistant to the term "dad". When called by the little girl, he suddenly became ill.

"Papa Ke?" After several minutes passed, Gu Suisui yelled again softly when seeing this brother without saying a word.

The expression on Ke Jingyang's face was a bit stiff, and the blue veins on his forehead were violent. He covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and said: "My child, I don't care what the staff of the program group tells you. In the future, you will be both in front of and behind the camera. I can only continue to call my brother, and no other messy names are allowed."

Ke Jingyang swears that he has tried to speak in the gentlest tone of his life. If another person stood in front of him, he would not have such a good attitude.

Not afraid of this little guy crying.

By the way, this little girl is too short, and he can hold her up with one hand before his legs are long, small and soft.

Ke Jingyang just flashed this thought in his mind, and immediately reacted and shook his head. It is impossible for him to hold the child! no way!

Lu Yuanzhi squatted down and said to the little girl gently, "Are you a Gu Suisui child? Don't listen to this person. You can call it whatever the show crew asks you. He dare not say anything more. If this "intern dad" bullies you again, just call me, and I promise to help you clean up him severely afterwards."

He kept telling him, don't bully children, don't bully children, he just doesn't listen. You said that if this stinky kid did something bad, he would have been used to it. After all, this kid's unhappy personality was developed since he was a child, but it feels like robbing children of marshmallows for such a wicked thing. How about a fight with the kids? !

how old is he? Do you really think you are a three and a half year old child? !

If it wasn't for the two of them being cousins ​​and breaking the blood relationship between the bones and the tendons, he wouldn't want to recognize the artist.

It's a shame to talk about robbing people and children.

Ke Jingyang, this **** is shameless, he still wants it.

Gu Suisui on the side listened to his words, nodded in a seemingly understandable way, and said, "I see, uncle."

"Uncle? Hahahaha! This little guy is called your uncle, Lu Yuanzhi, Lu Yuanzhi, I didn't expect you to have today. It seems that you have to find time to take good care of it." Ke Jingyang was still thinking about his character. How did I discuss this title with a three-and-a-half-year-old child, and now suddenly I heard her address Lu Yuanzhi, and I laughed unceremoniously.

Hahaha! uncle!

This name is good, this name is wonderful, and it is completely in line with Lu Yuanzhi's big belly black temperament.

The little guy is so good! Have a vision!

Anyway, when she first met him, she called her brother.

Ke Jingyang's heart suddenly became more comfortable, and even the discomfort of the scalp tingling when the little girl pulled his sleeves and called "Papa Ke" just now was completely forgotten.

"..." Lu Yuanzhi is not Ke Jingyang, a naive ghost with a bad temper. He is a mature adult who knows right from wrong, so naturally he doesn't care about anything with a child.

Besides, for a child who is just over three years old, it is not too much to call any adult man in his twenties an uncle.

Therefore, he is not angry.

But Lu Yuanzhi can not care about the innocent children, does not mean that he will let go of the brazen kid who is holding on to this and laughing brazenly—

"Ke Jingyang, after the recording of today's show is over, follow me to the hairdresser to dye your hair back black. Don't think about sneaking away. If you are not obedient, don't blame me for shaving your head while you fall asleep in the middle of the night."

His tone seemed to be gentle, but in fact he concealed ‘murderous intent’. How could Ke Jingyang, who grew up with this man, couldn’t hear it.

Oops, I was so excited just now, I was so overwhelmed, I almost forgot that the four-year-old road manager is usually the most face.

At other times, he would do whatever he wanted to cause trouble, cause trouble, or play a rogue. Once Lu Yuanzhi started talking to him in this tone, there was probably no room for change.

Ke Jingyang put away the smile on his face, and hurriedly pulled over a certain ignorant little girl standing next to him, using her as a shield, half-armed the Gu Suisui child and walked in the direction of the director.

"Yidao, it's getting late, can we continue to record the show?"

"Well, okay, now that you are ready, let's start." Yi Zhuo saw that Ke Jingyang looked more at ease than before, and he came over with the children. The two moved closer, and nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that the words of Dalu's agent are still useful.

It was just because of this unexpected situation that Yi Zhuo did not let the two guests continue to shoot a small interactive easter egg show planned before. For fear of some trouble in the middle, he simply recorded a scene after the father and daughter met. After that, I directly asked the staff to come forward and say the concluding remarks of this shooting—

"In the next three months, you will form a temporary father and daughter to embark on a new journey together."

"Now I have asked our intern dad to come over and pick up the mission card. There is information about the first stop of your trip."

Ke Jingyang had no expectation about traveling with children. He took a look at the task card with little interest and found that only a simple place name, Sishui Ancient City was written on it.

Ke Jingyang is a native of the imperial capital. He has only heard of the ancient city of Sishui, and has never been to it. It is said that this is a small town in the south of the Yangtze River with a long history of thousands of years. It is quite famous on the Internet. You can often see people punching in this. Photos of places.

But for Ke Jingyang, who doesn't like traveling, this kind of ancient town is nothing more than looking at the scenery, what can be fun.

Ke Jingyang dismissed it, and then Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a little girl standing with him, choked.

Oh, I almost forgot, now it's not just a question of whether the tourist location is interesting, the key is that he has to take a kid with him all the way.

…It's really going to kill him.