Chapter 159

Sit up and start searching for food full of food, but

"Imported milk from New Zealand?"

"Snake fruit imported from the United States?"

"Coffee imported from the UK?"

"Imported cookies from Italy?"

"Chocolate imported from France?"

"Egg puff imported from Germany?"

"Special strawberry?"

……

At the end of the count, Yang Yang could not help roaring, "Yang Yang, don't eat these cold imported food, Yang Yang wants to eat roast chicken wings!"

The face of North Ming Mo is cold and severe to draw. Twitch for a while, "forbid to eat unhealthy food!"

"How could anyone camp like this It's better to lie on the sofa and watch TV while eating snacks! " At least Yangyang and her mother used to do this when they were on vacation at home! Is it necessary for dead bird dad to move this kind of thing that can be done at home to rotten mountain?

At this time -

"general manager of Beiming, can we start shooting?" The captain of the film crew came running from the opposite side of the mountain and said respectfully to beimingmo.

North Ming Mo Mou son swept to sweep a face tangled ocean and a face quiet Cheng Cheng, the punishment fire respectfully stands at one side.

"Let's go -"

Bei Ming Er Shao's face is stiff.

“ＯＫ！ Power on - "

then, a strange picture of camping jumped into the camera

The mountain is still the mountain, the sky is still the blue sky, the cloud is still the cloud of a city.

But have you ever seen a camper wearing expensive suits and trousers, sitting in a cool posture in the mountains?

Have you ever seen a big cloth in the mountains covered with cold imported food, which is called camping?

Have you ever seen the father sitting like a work of art, the eldest son sitting like a small sculpture, the youngest son lying askew like a caterpillar, and the father and son lying bored on a large mat without saying a word, which is called camping?

"Well Mr. Beiming, can you interact with your son? " The crew couldn't stand it any longer. They almost felt like taking still pictures.

North Ming Mo picked to pick eyebrow, "isn't this OK? What more interaction? "

The lawyer who came with him couldn't bear it any longer. He said with a smile, "Mr. Beiming, didn't we talk about it before? You should try to show your love for your children and show your true feelings with your children in the parent-child activities. When the film is brought to the court, it will win the favor of the jury. In this way, you have a better chance of winning... "

The corner of the mouth of North Ming Mo pulled unnaturally and nodded reluctantly, "come again!"

So, for the second time -

"power on -"

under the camera, the stiff face of Beiming ink, strong arm extended to Yangyang, that rigid posture is like a claw toward Yangyang, a small body to Yangyang pulled over, said in a soft voice -

"son, what do you want to eat, Dad feed you..."

Sizzle ~, Yang Yang cold not Ding hit shiver.

The point is that when Beiming Mo said this, his face was still frosty!

As if, such a fatherly word burst out of his mouth, just like feeding insects to his son!

Yang Yang pursed his lips. Although dead bird's father looks creepy at the moment, he still says, "I want to eat roast chicken wings!"

Sure enough, Beiming's face was black again.

But due to the camera, he resisted the impulse to smoke his son, bit his teeth and nodded, "OK! Dad, give it to you

So he put Yang Yang on his leg and picked out a roll of vacuum packed chicken sausage from the cold food.

Then, shocked by Yang Yang's attention, Bei Ming Er Shao reluctantly and greasily tears open the package, then takes out the lighter and roasts the chicken sausage on the fire

After a while, the chicken sausage, which was already cooked, was cooked again and even blackened.

Beiming Er Shao took the chicken sausage roasted by the lighter and handed it to Yang Yang. With a calm, smooth, gentle, gentle face, he said -

"without chicken wings, we can only make do with the roast chicken..."

Yang Yang stares at the charred chicken sausage in front of her eyes, and her lips begin to shake.

Under the gaping eyes of Xinghuo and all members of the film crew -

"wow..." A shrill cry broke through the sky of the Flemish mountains, and Yangyang burst into tears

Emma, I'm afraid.

Yangyang, I can see the horror of the dead bird Dad!

Virgin Mary, it's so terrible when the dead bird father is gentle "Wu ah..."

Cheng Cheng just glances at the crying ocean, and then buries himself in his painting world with indifference.

Xing Huo stealthily wipes his sweat on one side. The owner of the mall is really a white fool, and young master Yang Yang is much more difficult than young master Cheng!Beiming Mo shakes his Chicken Intestines in the air and stares at the crying child in front of him!

He gritted his teeth and immediately threw the chicken sausage into the garbage bag. Then he yelled at the camera crew, "turn off the camera!"

The crew did it.

Then, Beiming Mo slightly squints his eyes and coldly looks at the tearful Yang at his feet, "do you mean to fight me?"

Yang Yang took a breath and sobbed indistinctly: "woo Wood is against Dead bird dad, you You don't want to be gentle all of a sudden. You can't stand that. Birds will vomit... "

Beiming ink seems to feel three crows flying overhead!

Tie Qing's face, staring at Yang Yang, "then you don't want to ask for brain damage like eating roast chicken wings!"

"Woo Then you burn the roast chicken sausage with a lighter, and it's like roast chicken. Isn't it brain damage? " The twinkling eyes.

He was so angry that Beiming Mo was depressed!

After sinking for a long time, finally, he said again, "shoot again!"

As a result, Yang Yang wiped her tears. This time, it was quite in line with the requirements of Birdman's father. After all, acting under the camera, who can't?

For the third time, the film crew opened the camera in a sweat --

"power on --"

in the picture, Beiming Mo stretched out his magic claw again, pulled Yang Yang's small body over and held it high in front of him. Looking at Yang Yang with a paralyzed face, he vomited: "son, do you like dad's high like this?"

"Oh..." Yang Yang vomited in a small voice, and immediately opened her eyebrows with a brilliant smile. Under the camera, Bala nodded, "I like it, Dad, raise it a little higher!"

The North Ming Mo facial expression smoked for a while, then raised Yang Yang a little bit.

"Dad holds Yang Yang to fly, Yang Yang wants to fly like a small plane..." Yang Yang has an inch to go.

Beiming Mo calm face, in accordance with the son's request, arm raised stiff in the air row a few times.

"It's not exciting enough. I need to fly higher..." Yangyang seems to have found something new, but he doesn't care whether he is making a film or not, so he gets up.

Beiming Mo immediately held his son in his hand and made a few big strokes -

"wow..."

There was a scream, and then there was a "por -" sound, like the sound of putting P in the air! ⊙ 0 ⊙

at this moment, the whole world is weird.

A small stink immediately in the north of the Ming Dynasty between the breath of ink around!

The fire shivered.

Cheng Cheng pinches his nose subconsciously.

Beiming Mo's hand was stiff in the air, and his face was as dark as the waves.

"Well I I don't want to... " Yang Yang choked and stammered for a while. Her mouth and smiling face were a bit of vegetable. She vomited awkwardly, "I can't help it. What's the matter with you?"

Beiming Mo bit his teeth, "what?"

Obviously, he didn't understand the foreign code.

"I said I want to... " Yangyang repeated.

"Beiming Siyang, straighten your tongue and talk to me!"

Yang Yang's face was angry and roared, "I said I want to shit! Shit. Do you understand? You didn't let me say the word "La". I can't help it any more. "

Beiming Mo's forehead suddenly burst with blue veins. Yangyang successfully broke his defense line of cleanliness addiction. He quickly threw his son on Xinghuo's hand, "take him to the convenience! Now! Wash and come back! "

Xing Huo took Yang Yang and went to the woods in the back mountain with Yang Yang in his arms and feet. He did not forget to bring a bucket of mineral water

As a result, the third time to make a parent-child film ended in failure.

*

just when Beiming Mo was about to give up making parent-child films as a basis for winning favor from the jury, a jeep came steadily from the mountain road -

after the car stopped steadily, a man and a woman in couple's camping clothes stepped down from the car.

With sharp eyes, Cheng Cheng shouts: "Mom --"

then, the little guy immediately throws away his Sketchpad, stands up and runs excitedly in the direction of mom

Beiming Mo's eyes were suddenly awe inspiring.

Gu Huan shed tears when he saw Cheng Cheng.

Excited to want to pick up his son, but by the side of the cloud extraordinary quick step to embrace the past.

"Cheng Cheng, you are good. It's not convenient for your mother to hold you now. Let extraordinary father hold you."

Cloud extraordinary care, always let Gu Huan feel gratified.

"Well! How did mom and dad know we were here? Did Yang Yang tell you in secret? " Although Cheng Cheng wants to nestle in his mother's arms, he also knows that his mother is pregnant now, so it's not convenient to hold him.

Gu Huan rubbed Cheng Cheng's hair. "You know him best, don't you?"

"Mom, you don't know how ridiculous Yang Yang is. You almost pulled yourself on just now..."

Cheng Cheng begins to talk about all the things that happened when they came here*

Bei Yin Mo as like as two peas in the clouds, he is holding his son, wearing the identical couple's clothes that is identical with his son and mother.

"North Ming Si Cheng, forget whose son you are?" His cold, low and strange voice rang out from behind Cheng Cheng.

Cheng Cheng trembled slightly.

Yun Bufan picks an eyebrow and puts Cheng Cheng down.

Gu Huan sees the cold face of Beiming Mo and cools his fingertips.

Look around at the camera crew and the black camera.

She pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and looked directly into the cold man's eyes: "Beiming ink, you bring a group of people to shoot the so-called parent-child pictures of you and the children, don't you think they are hypocritical and ridiculous?"

Beiming Mo's gloomy eyes gathered fire, "as long as I can win this lawsuit, I can do anything hypocritical and ridiculous!"

She turned pale and looked at his sharp eyes with a knife in her heart.

At this time, Xing Huo came back from the back mountain with a convenient ocean.

"Ah, mom, you finally come..." Yang Yang and Cheng Cheng's reaction is almost the same. When they see their mother, they are both excited and overjoyed.

It's a very different attitude from when they face their father.

Obviously, everyone here saw it!