Chapter 137: A style of painting with deviation
How fast a child moves, before the adults even have time to react, things have already happened.
Just like now, when the watermelon was torn apart, the staff found that Little Curly had fallen behind, and instead of following forward, they rushed directly into the watermelon field.
As long as there is no danger, the cameraman will not stop the children from playing freely, so that they can shoot more meaningful pictures.
At this time, I saw the little curly hair in a daze at the broken watermelon, so he quickly zoomed in the camera and shot quietly.
When the watermelon made a bang, the little curly hair subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he was about to see the watermelon lying on the ground in several pieces, revealing a red watermelon pulp.
The expression was solemn for only a few seconds, and he directly squatted down and picked out a piece of red watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth, the melon juice overflowed, and it felt very sweet.
The big eyes bent and turned his head to look at the hum who was still standing: "Hmph, hum, the watermelon is very sweet, you can't eat it." ”
As he spoke, he picked out a piece of watermelon pulp and stood up, the dripping watermelon water flowed down his little arm, and carefully fed it to Mu Shaoheng's mouth.
Mu Shaoheng had never eaten like this, and the watermelons were all cut into small pieces by the nanny and aunt, that is, he was surprised and curious, opened his small mouth and ate all the big pieces of watermelon in Xiao Curly's hand.
Feeling that the watermelon in his mouth was so sweet, it was the sweetest watermelon he had ever tasted, and he looked at the little curly hair with a smile on his eyebrows.
Curly giggled, crouched down and began to pick the watermelon, completely forgetting that he was a clean-loving little cub.
Porridge, Carl and Nuo Nuo watched the little curly hair squatting there and struggling to pick the watermelon, there was still melon juice flowing from their mouths, obviously there were cut watermelons for breakfast, but they felt that the melons eaten by the little shark were particularly sweet at this time.
The three children swallowed their saliva and consciously ran over to join the army of watermelons, and Carl quickly picked up another watermelon and fell to the ground with a "bang".
Although the watermelon he dropped was a little raw, and the melon pulp was not as sweet as the one that Xiao Curly happened to fall, he still ate it happily.
Mu Shaoheng was originally standing, but at this time, he was also squatting beside the little curly hair, stretching out his little hand to pick the watermelon and stuffing it into his mouth, and the little young master who was strictly raised by Mu Qiancheng was completely gone.
The five children ate happily and giggled.
The staff simply didn't stop it, and let a few children play freely, but it looked more cute.
Carl didn't forget to learn from the little curly: "Why is your watermelon redder than mine?"
Little Curly has no experience: "Because it's sweeter." ”
Nuo Nuo held a piece of watermelon and nibbled it directly, and her little face was full of red watermelon juice: "It's delicious, this is the best watermelon I've ever tasted." ”
Mu Shaoheng also agreed, this watermelon is really sweet.
The five children finally wiped out the two watermelons, and the half-ripe watermelons were all gnawed cleanly.
While eating watermelon and bragging, Carl knew more: "My father is the owner of the company, he has a lot of money, and there is a big yacht, and I will take you to the yacht when I have time." ”
Congee Congee is not to be outdone: "My dad is also rich, and my dad can fly planes." ”
Nuo Nuo wiped his mouth: "My dad is a big star." ”
Little Curly listened silently for a while, feeling that he was not as powerful as his uncle, and bragged proudly and confidently: "My father can drive a spaceship and a tank." Can kill ten bad guys with a single punch. ”
The children wow: "Little shark, your father is so amazing!"