After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me

Chapter 364 An Endearing Encounter with Little Zhouzhou

An Ya nearly burst into laughter as she gazed at the innocent little girl before her, her heart swelling with affection.

With a firm kiss planted on her chubby cheeks, she couldn't help but marvel at the sheer adorableness of her daughter.

Zhouzhou, puzzled by her mother's sudden display of affection, reciprocated the gesture with a sweet peck.

Then, tilting her small head, she pondered for a moment before querying, "Mother, have I forgotten something?"

An Ya paused, considering. "I don't think so."

Qin Yan and the others exchanged bewildered glances. Love had seemingly vanished into thin air.

Thankfully, Zhouzhou seemed oblivious, but Lu Zhaozhao remained acutely aware. As Zhu Dafeng retreated, Qin Er hurried over. Relieved to find Zhouzhou unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Zhaozhao, on the verge of tears, clutched Zhouzhou tightly, choking back sobs. "Zhouzhou, save my brother," she implored.

She worried incessantly that her brother's fingers and toes might indeed be severed.

After all, his feet were so smelly—what use could they serve as a meal? And if used in cooking, they'd surely taint the pot. She couldn't bear the thought of it.

Meanwhile, in the observation room, Lu Yanyu remained blissfully unaware of his dear sister's thoughts, his heart swelling with gratitude as he watched her.

He knew he could always rely on his sister.

Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou suddenly grasped the situation, smacking her forehead in realization. "Of course, we must save him!" she exclaimed.

Without hesitation, she embraced Lu Zhaozhao. "Zhaozhao, don't cry. We'll go find your brother right away."

"Mm-hmm," Lu Zhaozhao sniffled, gazing at her with pitiful eyes.

She was so fair and delicate that Zhouzhou couldn't resist planting a loud kiss on her cheek, leaving a resounding "mua" in its wake. Afterward, she smacked her lips, savoring the moment.

Lu Zhaozhao was left bewildered by her sudden affection.

The barrage of comments erupted in laughter.@@@@

[Haha, little troublemaker Zhouzhou strikes again.]

[Let go of Zhaozhao and let me have a turn! Kiss me!]

[Zhouzhou's actions are something only an experienced flirt could pull off.]

An Ya covered her face, bemused by her daughter's mischievous antics.

Yet the little rascal remained oblivious, grinning as she leaned in. "Zhaozhao, it's your turn to kiss me," she teased.

Before Lu Zhaozhao could process what was happening, her lips met Zhouzhou's face, a reflexive response to her proximity.

Zhouzhou's eyes lit up with joy as she grabbed her hand, pulling her along. "Come on, let's go find your brother!"

Qin Er and Huo Ji'an followed behind, wearing expressions of envy.

Qin Er couldn't help but comment, "Caicai hasn't even asked Zhaozhao for candy."

After all, they were accustomed to receiving a treat after each kiss.

Huo Ji'an looked puzzled. Why would they need candy when they had the sweetness of chubby girl?

Guided by Zhouzhou's little compass, they soon arrived at a house guarded by two burly men wearing masks—the supposed "kidnappers."

"Children," one of the "kidnappers" began, "the door ahead is enchanted. To save the prisoner inside, you must first complete our task."

Zhouzhou glanced at the door, then at her own feet, and finally at him, a look of confusion on her face.

The staff reminded them, "No verbal hints allowed; that's against the rules."

Yu Ze paused, surprised. After a moment of contemplation, he smiled, setting down his pen. "Then what's my favorite food?"

"Noodles!" Huo Ji'an said cheerfully, his eyes sparkling with anticipation as if he could see the person inside through the door. "Dad, it's my turn. What's my favorite food?"

Yu Ze chuckled softly. "For vegetables, you like greens the most; for meat, you prefer fish; for fruits, you love grapes, and for snacks, you enjoy..."

His deliberate speech slowed down the barrage of comments as viewers watched the father and son interaction, realizing it wasn't just a game; it was a public display of affection.

In front of the screen, a hand almost crushed the phone in frustration.

Huo Mingxuan's expression darkened, the atmosphere in the office becoming stifling.

His bodyguard stood behind him, watching the interaction between the father and son on the screen, his lips twitching with suppressed laughter.

The new dad truly cared for his young master—heartwarming indeed!

Huo Mingxuan's scowl went unnoticed. What did he have to be angry about? If he were the one trapped inside, he might as well be locked away for generations.

He didn't understand the young master at all.

He rolled his eyes inwardly, continuing to watch the livestream.

Even the director was bewildered by their public display of affection, his expression dark as he reminded them, "This is your final warning; any further rule violations will result in disqualification."

At the reminder, they reluctantly ceased their antics.

Yu Ze softly asked, "Ji'an, what do you love most now?"

What he loved most?

Without hesitation, Huo Ji'an began to draw.

Several minutes later, he stopped, revealing his drawing to the audience—a figure with average artistry, but one that wore a mask, with gentle eyes that could instantly be recognized.

The door opened the next moment.

Yu Ze emerged, holding a whiteboard with a drawing of himself, clear for all to see.

He looked at Huo Ji'an, brimming with confidence.

Their eyes met, and Huo Ji'an cheered, immediately rushing over to hug him, shouting "Dad!" repeatedly.

Zhouzhou clapped her chubby hands happily, pleased for Little Skinny Pole.

The director couldn't bear to see her carefree demeanor, remarking, "Zhouzhou, you're up next."

Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou turned her gaze back, brimming with confidence. "Bring it on!"

The others also turned to watch, curious if Qin Yan could still escape the room today.

Qin Yan, however, seemed to possess a secret weapon. Unfazed, he said, "Zhouzhou, who do you love the most?"

Was there even a need to ask?

With a wave of her small hand, Zhouzhou began to draw.

Inside the room, Qin Yan also picked up his pen.

Several minutes later, they both stopped and revealed their drawings on the whiteboards.

As the audience and staff looked at the drawings, their expressions became indescribable...