"Dad, hold your head high, be arrogant, and stride forward!"

Xiao Ping'an's tone is simply a copy-paste version of Yan Qiao!

Si Chen hesitated for a second, and Xiao Yuanman's palm was already raised.

Si Chen left quickly!

What a danger! How could I avoid an "iron palm" from my daughter?

Xiao Yuanman clenched her fleshy little fists and pointed them at her brother.

Xiaopingan also stretched out his little fist. The brother and sister bumped their fists in the air and said in unison: ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"Mission accomplished! Ulla——"

Si Chen:......-_-||

This damn sense of ritual!

The task, of course, is to learn hard-core skills from the fat uncle:
Chapter completed!