Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

When it comes to confusing right and wrong, Leng Qingqing has never been afraid of anyone, let alone a little devil.

After all, Shen Han was young and of low rank, so how could he go against a woman who had lived for countless years and traveled through thousands of worlds? His little face was almost distorted with anger.

Ellie cursed in her heart, it was such a useless thing.

After Leng Qingqing's explanation, netizens in the live broadcast room paid attention to Huo Yanheng, a poor little person. Guan Wei's words kept coming out one after another, and the entire live broadcast room was quickly flooded.

"Is Hengheng sick? No wonder his face looks a little pale."

"This kid, Shen Han, is a little strange...is it my imagination?"

"Let me just say, Hengheng doesn't look like a rude child."

"But Tian Tian is really sweet, he must be an angel!"

Huo Yanheng raised his head slightly and looked at the woman beside him with misty eyes.

In his memory, he had never received such firm protection from her.

Are you...acting?

If it were acting, it would be too real.

However, isn't she an actress in the first place?

The last group of guests finally arrived, and a round, solid little fat man jumped out from the opened car door.

The little fat man seemed clumsy but his movements were very nimble. He ignored the parents behind him and ran towards this direction, chasing a low-flying little sparrow that had just been born.

Behind Xiaopang, his father Jiang Tianqiong got out of the car and attracted the attention of everyone present as soon as he appeared.

He was a mature man in his thirties, very tall, with tall and powerful muscles outlined under his white shirt, with a resolute face and a steady temperament.

He is one of the most powerful actors in the Chinese entertainment industry. He has appeared in many movies since he started his career. He is also the only divorced parent on the show.

Jiang Tianqiong looked at the direction where his son was running away, helplessness flashed across his brows, but his tone was slightly cold and he ordered: "Jiang Shi, run slower, don't fall."

Jiang Shi didn't seem to hear what he said, or maybe he deliberately ignored his father's words.

On the lawn a few meters away from the pavilion in the center of the lake, he leaned down and caught the sparrow. His nails were embedded in the bird's feathers, and he cheered with joy.

"I got it, I got it!"

The sparrow's wings were injured. Xiaopang grabbed it and immediately took off a few feathers, causing the sparrow to raise its neck and scream.

The next second, this little thing actually struggled to break free from Xiaopang's hand.

The little sparrow, with half of its wings almost broken, stumbled and slid downward in mid-air for a few seconds, and finally fell feebly into Huo Yanheng's arms.

On the side, Shen Han's eyes were full of interest. He is at a lively and active age. The boy is born with strong curiosity and destructive desire for these animals.

"Give it to me!" Xiaopang ran over, spread out his fleshy palms, and confidently asked Huo Yanheng for it.

Huo Yanheng lowered his eyes.

The warmth of the sparrow was transmitted to his palm through a shallow layer of feathers. He could clearly feel the pulse from the little life's heart, as if he was holding a small living stove.

If the little sparrow is given to him, it will definitely not survive.

Shen Han took a step forward, his eyes full of excitement: "I read on the Internet how to roast the most delicious sparrows, let's roast them together!"

The little chubby glanced at the little overlord with a surprised look as if he had found someone who was in the same way. He nodded happily, and the two layers of flesh on his chin trembled: "Okay, okay! You teach me!"

"It's very simple!" Shen Han's eyes lit up: "First we need to wash the sparrow and pluck all its feathers, cut open its belly and clean its internal organs, then find a wooden stick to string it up and put it on the fire to roast. Got it!"

After listening to what the two said, Huo Yanheng's expression changed slightly, and he quietly hid the sparrow behind his back.

Tian Tian's face turned pale and she took a step back, looking at Shen Han and Xiaopang as if looking at two devils.

Even Julie frowned tightly.

What are they talking about?

"A little sparrow is also a living being, how can it be roasted and eaten?" Julie's voice was naturally cold. When she looked at the two little boys with her sapphire-like eyes, there was a look of disapproval in her clear eyes.

Shen Han was stunned: "But it's just a sparrow."

Obviously, he didn't think that much.

life? Ants are also living things, but no one cares about the 'life' of things like ants.

To Shen Han, sparrows are no different from ants, they are both for his entertainment.

If he is unhappy, he can be trampled to death with one kick.

Xiaopang quickly responded: "It's just a sparrow, and it's worthy of being so excited."

At the end, I picked my ears and muttered in a low voice: "Girls just have a lot to do."

Tian Tian's face turned red with anger, but she stumbled and didn't know how to refute. Fortunately, Julie, who had been used to seeing big scenes since she was a child, didn't care about the little fat man's gossip.

She replied calmly.

"Boys are just talkative."

"...You!" The little fat man's face turned red. He hesitated, but was suppressed by the height and aura of the mixed-race young lady. He couldn't even say a word to fight back.

Shen Han secretly rolled his eyes. waste.

It always seems weird for adults to intervene in things between children at this moment.

For a while, all the parents were silent and watched the running-in between them quietly.

When Julie said this, Shen Han raised his eyes with some fear, and his eyes were filled with guests, staff, and dark cameras.

This breath can only be swallowed.

However, a child of just a few years old can't hide his emotions perfectly. To outsiders, Shen Han's little face was full of unconvinced expressions, not even a hint of liveliness.

"We were just joking," Shen Han said with a wink, "A sparrow is also a life. Do you really think we will kill it?"

Ellie thought to herself, this little brat is really good at lying. My cat and the fish in the garden were not the fault of you, the brat.

However, as long as you don't embarrass her, you can do anything.

You can't see Leng Qingqing making a fool of yourself, nor can you see her children making a fool of themselves.

Tian Tian tugged on her mother's sleeves and timidly raised her head: "Is what brother said true?"

Shen Han nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course, I'm just teasing you! Look at how scared you are, girls are just brave -"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and subconsciously raised his head.

Shen Han's gaze and the gaze from those sapphire blue pupils briefly met in mid-air for half a second, and he abruptly stopped talking.

so close.

I was almost shocked by this little foreigner.

Shen Han gritted his teeth and felt a little timid. Would he be afraid of a girl?

This is too shameless.

Huo Yanheng ignored them and carefully put the little sparrow into his trouser pocket, leaving only its fluffy head exposed.

The sparrow blinked its black eyes the size of mung beans and called persistently with a clear voice, "Tweet, Tweet, Tweet, Tweet."

Then he turned around and got into his trouser pocket, dragging his injured wings and arching them back and forth.

The little sparrow seemed to regard Huo Yanheng as its mother, chirping and chirping non-stop.

And 'Mama Huo' didn't show any impatience or dislike. Even at that moment when she lowered her eyes, there was a hint of warmth and purity in her pupils.

Leng Qingqing observes everything secretly... Can a villain have such a delicate and gentle heart?

When Hengheng hid the little sparrow behind her back, she could see it clearly.

That subconscious action can't fool anyone.

Only then did Huo Yanheng remember that he had a cheap mother. He walked over slowly, stretched out his white hands, gently tugged on the deserted skirt, and raised his little head.

"Can I raise it?"

Huo Yanheng was prepared to be rejected, but he didn't expect that she agreed without even thinking about it.

"Of course." Leng Qingqing touched his head, "It will be a member of our family from now on, so what do you want to name it?"

"Name?" This seemed to stump Huo Yanheng, and he frowned slightly.

Suddenly, he heard the person in front of him clap his hands:

"By the way, how about calling him King Jiji!"

"........."

At that moment, Huo Yanheng's eyes were filled with darkness.