The Female Celebrity Transmigrated into the Daughter of Her Arch Nemesis-Chapter 34: Father and Daughter Head Splitting

"I, I don't dare, dad come on, our family dad always cooks!" Mao Ziqing said timidly as she received her mother's role card.

"Our family too." Lin Xindi followed along, his usually well-behaved voice full of excitement.

"Hurry up, or else the water will boil away again, and little sister Ruochu will be starved to death by you!" Good big sister Geng Zhenzhen urged.

"How about...I'll do it?" Suddenly, a soft and cute voice rang out.

"No!" Having figured out what was going on, Ji Mochen was so scared that he staggered and took a step forward.

Pad.

The door to the Mao family's courtyard was pushed open, and then—

" !!" Seeing the situation in the yard, the few big men only felt their vision go dark.

In the small courtyard of the Mao family, the originally abandoned brick pile stacked stove had already lit a fire, with a small pot on the small stove.

It was unknown whether it was originally this color, or was messed with by several children, the outside was as black as coal, what worried the few daddy the most was the water that had already boiled in this small black pot.

From the time Ji Mochen's voice rang out to when he rushed in and pulled his dear daughter Ruochu up, it was only a blink of an eye.

And with Ji Mochen's yell, Fan Jin's hand shook, and the "noodles" torn from a paper towel that he was holding instantly fell from midair.

Some fell into the pot, some fell on the ground, but most of them still fell on the fire pile lit by the little guys.

In the blink of an eye, the flames of the small fire pile rose a little higher, and a staff member who had been watching waved his hand and directly poured the water he had prepared.

Pfft—

The fire was instantly extinguished, turning into a wisp of blue smoke rising up, and several little babies hurriedly covered their noses and retreated a few steps.

But what they didn't know was that the fire in the hearts of several daddy had been instantly ignited.

"Fan Jin! Come over here!"

"Xindi!"

...

In less than a few seconds, the yard was in chaos, and except for the youngest Ji Ruochu, all the cute babies were taken back by their fathers without exception for education.

Knowing that her cheap dad was angry, Ji Ruochu obediently let Ji Mochen hold her.

Father and daughter walked in silence, and the cameraman held his breath, while the staff next to him were intimidated by this heavy low pressure.

It was probably because Ji Mochen's daughter-slave properties were too outrageous since the beginning of the live stream, which caused the program team to temporarily forget his original temper.

They also forgot that Ji Mochen was one of the few straightforward male stars in the entertainment industry, everything about relationships and worldly scheming was useless if you provoked top star Ji.

Ji Ruochu had also experienced the power of Ji Mochen's black face. After all, in her last life, she was one of the victims.

Thinking of this, Ji Ruochu got angry again. How much unwarranted disaster did she suffer in her last life because of this guy? How could she have to suffer this frustration again after being reborn?

You can't think too much about some things, the more you think the angrier you get.

Ji Ruochu's delicate little eyebrows wrinkled, and her arms around her dad loosened. Her angry tone became milk-voiced and cute because of the tender voice: "Don't hold, a few go!"

The staff next to her instantly held their breath, almost kneeling down for this little one: Your Highness, don't be so stubborn at this time, the staff's lives matter too!

Unfortunately, the rebellious Ji Ruochu did not receive their hopes at all. Her little face was flushed red, and her little mouth was pursed tightly, giving the illusion that she would cry the next second.

"Tsk." Ji Mochen gritted his back teeth in anger, but still took a deep breath and put the little one down in the shade of the tree, then squatted down, too angry to hold it in, "Are you still angry?"

"Yes, you're not reasonable!" The four-year-old baby put her hands on her hips, about to argue with him, but found that she was still shorter than the tall Ji Mochen even when he squatted down.

Feeling that it was an insult to her morale, she looked around and then nimbly climbed onto the stone pier next to her. In the process, because her little short legs were not long enough, she struggled twice but still didn't get on.

Pfft-- 𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔴𝔢𝖇𝖓𝔬𝖛𝔢𝔩.𝖈𝔬𝖒

The staff next to him immediately covered his mouth, screaming silently in his heart: Help, how can there be such a cute baby!!

As for her doting father Ji Mochen who was also given a bloody cute face, he said: Indeed, I can't get angry anymore.