grab that pudding

"Dad! The giraffe is so tall!" The little pudding man has high ambitions, and he is very persistent in the giraffe, a creature that can only see a pair of long legs if it straightens its brain.

"Son, if you can't see clearly, you can see it from a distance... You don't have to tiptoe, it's just that little..."

Little Pudding obediently ran a few meters away, held his head up persistently, but found that he still couldn't do it, this time he was lazy, and ran backwards several steps towards the giraffe. When he bumped into someone's leg, Song Huan didn't have time to stop it.

The passerby was so frightened that he twitched his legs under the conditioned reflex. Song Huan watched helplessly as his little son rolled out like a rubber ball and hit another person's foot with a plop.

Song Huan ran over quickly, and saw the stunned little Pudding sitting on the ground in a daze. Before he recovered, his eyes were a little loose, and he couldn't close his mouth.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the children are too noisy." Song Huan saw that his son seemed to be fine except for being a little stupid, so he apologized to the pedestrians first.

The passer-by was not too embarrassed when he saw his retreat and dropped the child, he shook his head and waved his hands and said it was all right.

Another girl who served as a small pillow helped the child up from the ground, and Song Huan took over his son: "Cub? Are you okay?"

Little Pudding Yaoyao, with her small head, stood and let Song Huan pat the dust off her body.

"I'm really sorry." Song Huan picked up the child and turned to the couple: "Aren't you apologizing to your brother and sister?"

"Oh~ brother and sister, I'm sorry~" Little Pudding blinked his big eyes and apologized softly.

The little girl was so cute by his cute and cute appearance, she grabbed the boy's hand and yelled: "You are so cute, little friend, can you pet me for my sister?"

Little Pudding raised the corner of his mouth like a little beckoning cat and nodded.

After being touched, she was given a bear-shaped gummy.But Song Huan put it away, eating so many sweets a day, his teeth will be lost.

So when Chang Cheng came back after using the toilet, he looked at the little pudding with his mouth drooping and ears drooping.

"what happened?"

"I just fell down and sold miserably and won a soft candy. I confiscated it. I just finished eating sweets. If I eat any more, my teeth will get decayed." Song Huan explained peacefully, and by the way comforted his silly son's baby. head.But Little Pudding snorted ungratefully, flung his hands away and ran to Chang Cheng's lap, refusing to pay attention to Song Huan.

Chang Cheng glanced at Song Huan who had glanced at him before leaving coldly, ah, I was really an innocent target.

When Song Huan saw the father and son on this boat again, Little Pudding was sitting on Chang Cheng's shoulder, happily shaking the long branch for the giraffe with one hand, and holding the other big hand, shaking him. With short legs, he is not afraid to put fresh graffiti on Chang Cheng's T-shirt.

Chang Cheng held the small one in one hand, and the remaining branches and leaves in the other, looking at him with flying eyes.Like all other dads, let the children run wild on their shoulders.

I know I know!I know you guys have a similar smile, and you're still having a good time.You have won.snort.

With an exclusive ride and a small pudding that looks like a miniature giraffe, he generously distributed the note in his hand to Song Huan, who was a little shorter in front of his eyes: "Dad, I'll give you one~"

"Here's one for you." The voice is a certain person's own domineering tone, just like when he was young and rampant, under the domineering sword eyebrows and starry eyes, there is a shallow gentleness for the people in front of him.

Song Huan looked at the two green branches and leaves in front of his eyes, and smiled helplessly.I really lost to you.

"Go! Feed the deer!"

"That's a giraffe..."

"One word sounds so domineering, like going to war."

Among the crowd, that one's back is the most outstanding, with broad shoulders and long legs, tall and straight and dashing, with a unique cleanliness.

The tallest little pudding was favored by a tall and a short giraffe, and ate two in a row.

Song Huan's hands were sore from raising it, so he took a bite from the shorter giraffe, whose teeth were quite good, and pulled out half of it in one bite.Big guys just know how to eat.

But looking at the giraffe with its head down, I couldn't help itching my hands. I touched it quietly. It was warm and warm, with short hair but unexpectedly soft. The touched giraffe was still chewing the food in its mouth meekly.Song Huan couldn't help snickering.

Looking up again, he met the smiling eyes, and even the corners of his mouth, which seemed not serious at all, were stained with a pleasant smile.

Hey--

Song Huan tore his eyes away, quietly turned to the other side, pretending to look at the giraffe over there, ah, that giraffe is just right, not too tall or too short, and has a good figure...

The ears hidden under the hair, the tips of the ears were red, the face was slightly hot and itchy, and the heartbeat was much faster.

Song Huan, ah Song Huan, is 26 years old, and his son can run and dance, but he is still blushing and heart beating like a kid who is in love for the first time?what's going on...

Seeing Chang Cheng, whose back was a bit awkward when he turned around, he was still wondering: Why did he suddenly ignore him?Could it be that you were embarrassed by my charm?

Then he showed a foolish smile, and his charm value was instantly -1000...

"Uncle! Uncle! It's crooked, I can't feed the giraffes~" Little Pudding yelled as he moved his body on his shoulders, one of his giraffes lost because they couldn't eat grass, sad QAQ

"Oh, here we come." I found that the giraffe in front of me had escaped, but I was in a great mood, so I said boldly, "Come on, let's get him back!"

Other tourists next to it: This giraffe is not yours!

Song Huan: Huh?What just happened?

Song Huan straightened Pudding's crooked giraffe hat, thinking "my son is so cute" and couldn't help complaining. After watching the tiger bought a big white tiger in the store, it was understandable, but he actually bought a giraffe hat of.

As for the inflatable giraffe that was taller than him in his arms, after feeding the giraffe, the little pudding had a sweet love with this tall yellow and tall cutie, and caught sight of the giraffe among a group of inflatable dolls.So I took the giraffe to meet the white tiger all the way.

With a blushing face, Little Pudding hugged the white tiger, which was only bigger than his forehead, and the inflatable giraffe, which was taller than him.

Song Huan couldn't bear to look directly at him: "Cub, can I get one for you? You can't even take it..."

"No!" Little Pudding struggled to reveal a pair of firm eyes from the white tiger's neck: "This is my Brain Ax and the giraffe, I want to move it myself!"

"All right, all right, remember to take a breath yourself, I'm afraid you'll be suffocated inside." Song Huan waved his hand, and tossed about his son who was dividing up the territory for himself.

The girl passing by looked at this scene and thought: "That doll hasn't been washed yet, so there must be a lot of dust?"

"Hey? Where's Changcheng?" Song Huan walked out of the store only to realize that he had lost a big one.

The girl who was still passing by: "Beijing... Did you go to the wrong set?"

Probably lost because of too many people, Song Huan looked at Little Pudding's giraffe and led him to sit on a chair. Only then did Little Pudding finally put down his two treasures, panting with a blushing face.

"Father, where did uncle go?~"

"It's probably lost."

"Then dad, hurry up and pick up uncle~" Little Pudding remembered what his dad said, if he accidentally got lost outside, he had to stand where he was and find a safe place to wait for dad to go back to find him.

Song Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, son, you have learned this well. "He is such a big man, he will find it by himself." Song Huan was not worried at all that Chang Cheng would get lost, besides, he still had a mobile phone.

Song Huan took out the water in the bag and let Pudding drink a few sips.Then he opened the water bottle and drank his own, then put the water bottle down, Chang Cheng came out from the shop far away, looking around in a little panic.

What, can you still lose it? Why are you so nervous.While complaining, Song Huan stood up and waved his hands, signaling that they were here.Chang Cheng's tense rhythm slowed down when he saw it, passed through the crowd, and walked towards this side quickly with a smile.

"Why are you going?"

Chang Cheng stretched out his right hand, holding three small white tiger ornaments in different shapes, some stretched out their pink paws, waved their hands and tilted their heads to show cuteness, some obediently smiled, curled their eyes and curled their tails to be lazy, some were domineering The one stretching and yawning is only the size of a palm, but it is lifelike, agile and cute.

When Little Pudding saw the big white tiger and the giraffe hat, he glued his eyes to it and refused to move. He never found such a small and cute little white tiger pendant.Little Pudding's eyes lit up.

When Chang Cheng saw the father and son whose eyes suddenly lit up, the brows that had been tightly frowned just now completely relaxed and stretched out gently.

"Little Pudding, let's pick one first."

"Is uncle sending me off?~" Little Pudding looked up expectantly, his short legs dangling happily on the chair.

"Yes."

Little Pudding took away the smiling little white tiger with its paws raised in the middle without hesitation, got up with hands and feet and hugged Chang Cheng's waist with a bear hug, hung on Chang Cheng's body and shouted: "Thank you, uncle!" !~"

Chang Cheng, with quick eyesight and quick hands, quickly caught up with the naughty little guy, and waited a while before putting him on the wooden table.After the little pudding was put down, he sat beside the schoolbag by himself, and began to figure out where to hang the little white tiger.

Song Huan smiled and watched the two of them quarreling, suddenly a hand with sharp bones appeared in front of him, pinching the limp little white tiger, it was the little white tiger that bent its tail with a smile.

"Your." The tone of the magnetic voice rose slightly.

Song Huan accepted it with the corner of his mouth bent.

The snow-white furry ears of the white tiger must be super cute when Huanhuan wears them!Must buy in the future!Now let's buy these three little guys first.Chang Cheng, who queued up to pay the bill, thought so.

Now looking at Song Huan, who bowed his head to the little white tiger, with soft hair and a cute appearance, Chang Cheng regretted not buying those ears...

The young man with a DSLR originally went out to play with the children at home and patted the small animals by the way, but he saw the three happy and harmonious backs in front of him, bursts of laughter, and there was an indescribable warmth .So he pressed the shutter, and with a "click", it stopped.

In the picture, the man on the left is tall and slender, with a breezy pace, carrying a giraffe with a bag on his left shoulder aggressively. The kid in the giraffe hat is being thrown into the air holding hands.

On the backpacks of the three of them, there is a unique, lively and interesting little white tiger hanging on them.

The author has something to say:

First of all, I would like to thank every little cutie who is reading, thank you (ω<*?)~

Then, I guarantee here that this article must not be cheated! !So don't worry(??????)??~

Next, there are some things I hope to say here.

As a reader, when I read articles, I was surprised when I saw that it took more than 3000 minutes to write more than 3 words. Did it take so long?It was only when I started writing that I realized that it was true. 3000 words, sometimes it feels better to be 3 hours, and sometimes it is not a problem to be able to hold back for 5 hours.

This kind of inefficiency is not high. After self-reflection, I feel that there are two reasons. One is that life experience is not rich enough; the other is because of personality, I will be more obsessed with words and plots. For example, when I think about sports cars, I will check a lot of information and watch many videos. To make it as good as possible.

The original intention of writing this article stems from interest. Later, writing code words more and more occupied the time of study and life, and I began to worry.There may also be careful little cuties who have discovered that the number of words has become less and less recently, and the words have become more and more awkward.Probably because of lack of skill and less reading.

So, here I have to announce the bad news. Starting today, the number of updates for QAQ Little Pudding will be reduced, from Fridays to threes a week (Tuesday, Friday, and Sunday).It may accidentally drop an update at any time, but this is still not guaranteed, sorry QAQ If you feel that the update is slow, it is recommended to collect and nourish it~ I love you more than my heart~

I would like to extend my sincere apology again to the little cuties who were disappointed!

However, because the stupid author wanted to be responsible for every character and every story he wrote, he finally decided to take his time.I hope that I can try my best to write this story well, not finish it.

Sorry again, and thanks again!bow!Pull the little pudding and bow together~

Love you [love biubiubiu~]