Small theater:
"Miaomiao, why did you pour the milk away?" Little Qin Tingsong asked in a sweet voice while standing on the balcony.
Chu Yunmiao, who was on the opposite side, said angrily: "Because there are a lot of elves down there. They told me that they are hungry and want to drink milk, so why don't you throw it away? Please speak in a lower voice. If you attract adults, they will run away."
"Okay, I'll keep my voice down, but why didn't I see the elf?" Qin Tingsong asked doubtfully.
Chu Yunmiao looked at Qin Tingsong, like a big bad wolf seeing the little white rabbit, "Because you don't drink much milk, so you can't see it. Idiot, forget it. Since you want to see it so much, then I will give you all my milk from now on, so you will definitely be able to see it in the future."
"Wow! Thank you Miaomiao, I like Miaomiao the most." Qin Tingsong clapped his hands happily and shouted.
Serious little copy:
Lang came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.
"Tingsong, I spent all my luck meeting you. I hope we can look back in time and grow old together with deep love."
"Miaomiao, I promise you my preference, and I am willing to be generous for the rest of my life."
Intention: This is the most sincere love a father has for his son