"Baba knows magic. "

Looking at her daughter's stupid appearance, Chen Ran said with a smile.

"Baba, you're amazing!!"

Chen Baobao looked at Chen Ran with admiration on his face.

The little blushing made Chen Ran can't help it, and wants to pinch her face.

"Baba, wait a minute, I'll show you something. "

Chen Baobao suddenly thought of something, jumped directly on the bed, rummaging for something in the bedside table.

"Boss, your daughter is so cute. "

The little finch shook his head and said.

"That's it. "

"She's my daughter!"

Chen Ran's face showed a hint of pride.

In this vacancy, Chen Ran's gaze. Continue to walk around the house.

Finally, it stopped at a painting on the wall.

It was a lucky character drawn with crayons.

Although it is crooked, it can be seen that Chen Baobao must be very serious when painting.

Chen Ran could even imagine that during the Spring Festival of family reunion, Chen Baobao stepped on the small bench alone, pasted the word "Fu" on the wall, and then put his hands on his cheeks. Lonely watching the fireworks outside the window.

Gradually, the corners of his eyes moistened slightly.

The little finch on Chen Ran's shoulder was also silent.

At this moment, Chen Baobao ran over in a hurry and handed a painting to Chen Ran.

Chen Ran's eyes swept away.

I saw that this was a family photo drawn in crayons.

"Baba, this is what I painted!"

"It's me in the middle. This is you, this is Mama!"

"Isn't it pretty?"

Looking at Chen Baobao's expectant gaze, Chen Ran was immediately full of praise, her mouth was full of rainbow farts, and she was a little embarrassed to praise her, so happy that she didn't want it.

"Baba, why are your eyes red?"

Chen Baobao noticed something and asked strangely.

"Sand just blew into my eyes......"

"Oh, then I'll blow the poop. "

After that, the little guy climbed onto Chen Ran's body and helped Chen Ran blow up the sand in a serious manner.

After that, the father and daughter sat on a stool and watched cartoons on TV.

It wasn't until Chen Baobao was a little sleepy that Chen Ran hugged her to bed.

Seeing that her daughter was breathing steadily and gradually falling asleep, Chen Ran snuggled up to her and closed her eyes.

Then, soon, he fell asleep too.

The little black finch, lying between the father and daughter, snored after a while.

With Chen Ran and Xiao Hei's current state, the two of them no longer need sleep to replenish their energy.

In the Great Wilderness, both of them would only take turns to hide in the tall bushes to rest for a short time when they were physically exhausted.

This is the most restful sleep the two have slept in the past seven years.

In the dream, Chen Ran found Chen Yutong. The three of them together, in the Cangqing Villa, celebrated Chen Baobao's birthday.

Just as he was about to blow out the candles, Chen Ran suddenly woke up.

He was woken up by Black's wings.

When he opened his eyes dimly, he was shocked to see that there was already a group of people standing in the room.

They are disciples of the Martial Alliance!

One of them, a grim-faced man with a sword on his back, was holding a crayon drawing in his hand, which was a family portrait carefully drawn by Chen Baobao.

"You're a bad guy, you give me back the baby's drawing! Give me back !!"

Chen Baobao was anxious with tears in his eyes, and kept jumping up, trying to snatch the painting.

This is a painting that has been praised by Chen Ran, and it is one of her most precious things, second only to the photo of Chen Ran and Chen Yutong!

"What's your name?"

"This is the chief senior brother of our martial alliance, the senior brother of the Zongming Sect, the strong man of the foundation building realm, you are a mere firewood house handyman, a humble thing whose life is as cheap as a dog, how dare you be rude to the senior brother of the sect?"

"Kneel down and apologize!"

……

Before Zong Ming could speak, several inner disciples had already preemptively reprimanded.

Zong Ming, the chief senior brother who carried the sword, looked at the little guy's anxious appearance, but a playful malicious smile appeared on his face.

"Huh, your paintings?"

"Is this important to you?"

With that, he pinched his fingers.

That crayon drawing. In an instant, it was burned into ashes and sprinkled on Chen Baobao's head.

Chen Baobao was stupid.

"Now, I'll burn it, what can you do?" Zong Ming couldn't help laughing out loud, looking at Chen Baobao playfully, his face full of pride.

"You're a bad guy, you pay me!!Give me the painting!!"

Chen Baobao immediately burst into tears, and frantically beat Zong Ming's thigh with a small pink fist.

"Get out of here!"

Zong Ming's face was impatient, and he was just about to draw his sword to slash her, when he suddenly raised his head and saw a sword intent roaring.

He had to turn around and retreat several meters, dodging this sword intent in a very embarrassed way.

Chen Ran took advantage of this opportunity to come to Chen Baobao's side, took her little hand, protected her behind him, and checked her body with concern: "You're not injured, are you?"

"Baba, my painting is gone, woo woo woo ......"

Chen Baobao trembled and held his hands full of ashes, and he couldn't stop crying. The voices are a little hoarse.

Chen Ran's eyes trembled.

Immediately, he helped her wipe away her tears and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Baba can magic, you see." "

said. Chen Ran pointed a little on the ashes.

Shout--

Soon, the ashes began to reassemble with a speed visible to the naked eye, reassembling into their original crayon drawings.

There are no creases on it, as if it were brand new.

"Wow!Baba, I love you!!"

Chen Baobao immediately burst into tears and laughed, holding the crayon drawing and laughing.