Have you ever seen your father sit like a work of art, the eldest son like a small sculpture, the younger son lying crookedly like a caterpillar, and the father and son lying bored on the big mat without saying a word.

"Uh...... Mr. Qi, can you and your son interact? "The crew couldn't take it anymore, they almost felt like they were taking still photos.

Qi Yemo raised his eyebrows, "Isn't that okay?" What more interaction? ”

The lawyer who came with him couldn't bear it anymore, and said with a smile, "Mr. Qi, didn't we talk about it before?" Try your best to show your caring side for your children, and show your true feelings with your children in parent-child activities, so that when this set of films is brought to court, you can also win the favor of the jury, so that your chances of winning are greater......"

The corners of Qi Yemo's mouth tugged unnaturally, and he nodded reluctantly, "Then do it again!" ”

So, for the second time—

"Power on—"

Under the camera, Qi Yemo, who had a stiff face, stretched out his powerful arms to Yangyang, and the stiff posture was like Chaoyang Yang stretching out his claws, and he fished out Yangyang's small body, and said in a softer voice as much as possible-

"Son, what do you want to eat, Dad feeds you......"

Sizzle~, Yang Yang shuddered.

The point is that Qi Yemo was still frosty when he said this!

It's as if such a fatherly sentence burst out of his mouth, and it was as terrible as feeding a worm to his son!

Yang Yang pouted, although Father Dead Bird looked terrible at the moment, he was still not afraid of death and said, "I want to eat grilled chicken wings!" ”

Sure enough, Qi Yemo's face darkened again.

But because he was under the camera, he resisted the urge to smoke his son, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay!" Daddy feeds you! ”

So, he put Yang Yang on his lap, and then picked out a roll of vacuum-packed chicken sausage from the pile of cold food.

Then, under Yang Yang's shocked gaze, Qi Er forbeared. Greasy, I tore open the package, then took out a lighter, and put the chicken sausage on the flame and roasted it......

After a while, the chicken sausage, which was already cooked food, was cooked again and even a little blackened.

Qi Ershao took the chicken sausage grilled by the lighter, handed it to Yang Yang, and said calmly, in a tone, softly, softly-

"I don't have chicken wings, so I can only eat grilled chicken ......"

Yang Yang stared at the somewhat charred chicken sausage in front of him, and his lips began to tremble.

Under the dumbfounded eyes of Qin Huo and all the crew members-

"Woo whoa, ......" A terrible cry pierced the sky of Flan Mountain, and Yang Yang ran into tears completely......

Emma, I'm too scared.

Yang Yang has completely seen the horror of Dead Bird Daddy!

O Virgin Mary, it turns out that Daddy Dead Bird is so terrible when he is tender, wow...... "Uhhh......h

Chenchen just glanced at the crying Yangyang faintly, and then buried himself in his painting world again.

Qin Huo secretly wiped his sweat on the side, the majestic and iron-blooded master in the shopping mall was really a white life. Idiot, and Young Master Yangyang is obviously much more difficult to deal with than Little Master Chenchen!

Qi Yemo's chicken intestines held in the air trembled, and stared at the broken child in front of him who was crying hoarsely!

He gritted his teeth, threw the chicken sausage into the garbage bag, and yelled at the film crew: "Turn the camera off for me!" "Circles.

Qin Huo secretly wiped his sweat on the side, the majestic and iron-blooded master in the shopping mall was really a white life. Idiot, and Young Master Yangyang is obviously much more difficult to deal with than Little Master Chenchen!

Qi Yemo's chicken intestines held in the air trembled, and stared at the broken child in front of him who was crying hoarsely!

He gritted his teeth, threw the chicken sausage into the garbage bag, and yelled at the film crew: "Turn the camera off for me!" ”

(Thinker)