The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 404 0404. The Land of Romance, France (23)

Zhuang Xinian threw herself into Father Zhuang's arms, rubbed against each other, and said sullenly, "Let's talk about it when we go back."

She's not the kind of person who would compromise. If anyone shows her embarrassment or wrongs her, she will definitely find her way back.

She doesn't mind finding someone else to replace herself, anyway, as long as she sees that the other party is upset, then she will be happy too.

Zhuang's father hasn't felt coquettish and dependent from his daughter for a long time, so naturally he listens to her in everything.

When he bent down to pick up his daughter and was about to leave, he saw the young man sitting under the grape trellis and shouted, "Etienne! Go back!"

Zhuang Xinian, who was lying on Zhuang's father's shoulder, rolled her eyes. It turned out that his name was Etienne.

Etienne waved at Papa Zhuang, signaling that Papa Zhuang could leave first and leave him alone.

He wouldn't blow his beard and stare at Papa Zhuang, after all, he and Papa Zhuang were on good terms.

Zhuang's father thought, this is someone's house, if there is anything to do, he took his daughter and left.

When he went back, he was not as rough as when he came by himself, but called the manor car over.

It's okay to freeze himself, a big man with rough skin and thick flesh, but his little princess can't be frozen!
Bai White had already reserved a room for Zhuang Xinian, and even visited Zhuang's father specifically to ask him how to arrange it.

Then the two big men happily decorated the little princess' room.

But later, when Bai White asked Zhuang Xinian if he liked that room, Zhuang Xinian told him sincerely that she would not let her father get involved in it anymore.

Since Zhuang Xinian was a child, what she complained about the most was Dad Zhuang's life aesthetics.

Logically speaking, Dad Zhuang is an artist, so his aesthetics shouldn't be so bad!
But the cruel facts prove that Zhuang's father probably put all his aesthetic talents and skills on art, and he didn't give him any aesthetics in life.

He likes the most rustic, ugliest and gaudy collocation, and he vows that Zhuang Xinian will also like it.

Just like this room now, everything in sight is painted pink!

Zhuang Xinian thought she was blind just looking at it!

It's just that she doesn't have the heart to complain now.

After Bai White brought their father and daughter to Zhuang Xinian's room, he left by himself, leaving Zhuang's father and Zhuang Xinian in the room.

Seeing Bai White leave, Zhuang's father closed the door, walked up to Zhuang Xinian and knelt down, holding Zhuang Xinian's arm with both hands, "Niannian, you can talk now."

Zhuang Xinian twisted her body, broke free from Zhuang's father's restraint, rolled onto the bed, kicked off her little shoes, and said nonchalantly, "No, I just don't like that little brother."

She knows her father very well. For her own sake, he can do whatever it takes, no matter what is good or not.

The daughter didn't say anything, but Zhuang's father just looked at her with a frown. The little girl didn't like to bear her father's gaze, so she lay down silently, got into the bed, covered her little quilt under her eyes, and said softly ——

"Dad, I'm going to bed!"

Of course, the words about his own precious daughter are an excuse. How can he not understand his daughter?
After sleeping on the plane for so long, it's strange to be able to sleep now!

However, as a qualified daughter-control father who is obedient to his daughter, he still chooses to obey his daughter's words, "Okay, good night, baby!"

"Dad, good night!"

(End of this chapter)