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Chapter 37 Adorable Artificial Microphone

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    "Daughter! Daughter!"

    The producer was tied up by his wife to a room where the walls were full of their wedding photos. He kept looking at the picture in his wife's painting, and seemed to be frightened. When he thought of the crying and fussing posture just now, he couldn't sit still.

    "Daddy! I'll eat it for you." The producer finally called back the daughter who was eating melon seeds in the living room.

    "What a good daughter, where's your mother? Are you still crying?"

    "Mommy is eating melon seeds for me, now go to the refrigerator to get a big watermelon."

    "You two live a happy life, daughter, you can't bear to see Dad tied up in a wheelchair by Wuhuada."

    "Mummy said, but if Daddy is disobedient, he will be roasted."

    "So cruel?"

    The producer moved his throat and found that his daughter treated his mouth as an artificial trash can, and what he fed was not the pulp of melon seeds, but the skin of melon seeds.

    "Ahem!"

    The producer finally spat it out, almost stuck in his throat.

    "It's too dangerous, don't eat it. By the way, daughter, go and explain to your mother, and say that Dad is wrong."

    "oh!"

    The five-year-old daughter walked away cutely, spreading the word with confidence.

    "Mommy, Daddy said it. It's too thoughtless, don't eat it."

    "Huh? What else did your dad say?"

    "Daddy told me, he did."

    "Did it? It seems that he really had an affair with that female writer. I still feel guilty for treating him too badly. I was about to untie it, but he couldn't stand the torture. He admitted it?"

    The producer's wife was panting heavily, trying to calm down her emotions, so as not to hit a dog's head with a human head.

    "Baby, go and tell your dad, come here and talk, hurry up."

    The producer walked left and right, anxiously waiting for the producer to arrive in his wheelchair.

    "Daughter, you are back, what did your mother say?"

    "Mommy said, it's cooler on the other side."

    "Your mother still hasn't forgiven Dad, so, daughter, you go and tell your mother that Dad bought her a fish and put it in the freezer."

    The producer is now confident, because his wife likes boiled fish the most. If she knows that there is a fish in the freezer, she will definitely clamor for him to make boiled fish.  At that time, the producer took advantage of his wife's happiness, so he pushed the boat along the way and proposed to return to the writer's reality show.

    The little Jiujiu in the producer's heart seemed to be jingling, but the news of the cute daughter continued.

    "Baby, where's your dad? Why can't he come over by himself? I didn't tie his hands, so he can turn around by himself."

    "Mommy, daddy said, leave if you can't do it, and put it in the refrigerator for you."

    "What?"

    The producer's wife was furious and came in with a kitchen knife.

    "I'll put you in the refrigerator first."

    "Wife, what are you talking about? Put down the knife, I usually cook the fish."

    "Huh? Didn't you say, leave me if you can't do it?"

    "I didn't, I said I was wrong."

    "Didn't you say that you did it? You really have something to do with your female writer, and you still want to put it in the refrigerator for me?"

    "Wife, no, no, I didn't say anything. It sounds so scary. Don't let me cool off. I want to come out and explain to you, but I'm afraid you will cry again, so"

    "I just want you to go to the living room to talk, tell me quickly, but how long will I wait for you, but I won't come."

    While the producer and his wife were wondering, the daughter was already digging up watermelons and stuffing them into her mouth, like a melon-eating crowd, throwing watermelon seeds into the producer's mouth from time to time (Remember this site  URL: www.hlnovel.com
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