After a long while, Kong Xiaoxiao reacted and said calmly: "Wake up, how long have they known each other, where did such an eldest daughter come from?"

Xiaopang was even more calm: "Sister Xiao, you just need to wake up. Is this the point? The point is where did the two men get their daughters?"

"..." Kong Xiaoxiao, "I'm sorry."

It was she who had forgotten that men couldn't actually have children.

"So what's the situation with them?" Little Fatty couldn't help asking.

Kong Xiaoxiao said: "I also want to know."

So the two of them looked at the stage outside the window in silence again.

Song Yan on the stage also wanted to ask what the hell was going on.

He and Xia Zhiye are at the age when their physical strength and reflexes are the best. What about relaying water, cooperative shooting, and you drawing? I guess, compared to those social animal parents who usually stay up late in addition to working overtime, their physical strength and intelligence are in a state of crushing. Easily reached the semi-finals.

As long as you enter the semi-finals, the worst will have a sixth prize. As for whether you can get the princess castle that Little Mahjong likes, it all depends on the ranking of the last project.

Song Yan originally thought that he had persuaded himself to do a good job of psychological construction, and regarded it as an interesting theme sports meeting.

However, when they entered the semi-finals and stood on the stage with Xia Zhiye holding a small mahjong hand, together with five other young parents, they were baptized by the curious eyes of other children in the audience, and they still felt extremely ashamed.

So the handsome face was so stinky that it almost scared the children in the front row into crying, but Xia Zhiye on the other end was still posing coquettishly at the camera below the stage.

The host glanced at the pair of handsome boys who attracted countless onlookers and said with a smile: "Our two classmates have performed quite well. Sure enough, they are young and powerful. I hope you can make persistent efforts in the future. Of course, other Cheers to the family too, because our last game, saving the baby, is very challenging."

After finishing speaking, the curtain behind the stage fell, revealing the six tracks built in the parent-child paradise. At the end of the track is a high climbing wall with a row of railings, behind which are small tables and chairs.

The host turned around and introduced: "After a while, our staff will take the children to the top to wait for the parents, and the parents need to pass through many levels, climb to the peak, and meet our babies. In the end, the babies will be the first to get them. The parents of the little red flower in their hands are our first prize winners today, so parents, for the sake of the baby, let’s go!”

As soon as the voice fell, a little boy next to him shouted: "Oh! Daddy is going! We must be the first! Beat them! Ultraman! Dududududu——"

Dudu Dudu, and bumped into a pair of straight and slender legs.

As soon as he looked up, he met the last handsome face who was swooning coldly.

Shuaibi looked down at him: "We are."

little boy:"?"

Shuaibi was expressionless: "We are the first."

little boy:"……"

Little boy's parents: "..."

Xia Zhiye: "..."

"Sorry, his way of joking is rather special." Xia Zhiye saw that Song Yan and the little boy were going to stun the child with their big eyes, so he quickly pulled him back, and then laughed angrily. He asked, "He is five years old, and you are five too?"

Song Yan did not speak with a stern face.

Victory or defeat between men has always had nothing to do with age.

Although he is not interested in this kind of stupid-looking parent-child activity, he has always been a strong person who has a strong desire to win and lose.

Even if the opponent is a five-year-old child, he cannot lose.

But he didn't expect that the challenge level set up by the organizer hadn't considered the situation of the two big boys from the very beginning.

In the first round, the two of them ran a three-legged obstacle course. They had the smallest difference in height, legs, and limbs coordination. They were far ahead and had no pressure.

However, after the second level, found that things were not so simple.

The second level is called "Family Top Pillar". The so-called top pillar is to ask one of the family members to stand on the ground for plank support, while the other family member sits on him and stabs darts on the target in front of him. Thirty rings are enough, and you can get up at any time.

Others have one parent and one mother, and the mother sits on top of the father, but both of them are over 1.8 meters tall, so it is not easy to see.

Xia Zhiye didn't say much, just put his sleeves on his elbows, exposing his slender and powerful forearms, and then leaned down on the ground: "Come up."

Xia Zhiye's figure was already extremely superior, and now he was placed among a bunch of married men, with wide shoulders, long legs, long buttocks.

...

The butt is really up.

Song Yan didn't know why his attention fell on Xia Zhiye's butt.

And Xia Zhiye didn't wait for his response for a long time, turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why, you are fascinated by my perfect back?"

"...Go away." Song Yan looked for fault expressionlessly, "Why are you doing planks?"

"Then if I sit on top of you with a person of 1.87,145 jins, your small body can stand it?"

Song Yan: "..."

Xia Zhiye smiled: "Don't worry, I have a good waist, so I can sit wherever I want."

Although there is nothing wrong with the literal meaning of a sentence, Song Yan always feels that something sounds wrong.

But due to the fact that there are still children around, it is not easy to stage a yellow violent scene, so can only resist the urge to beat Xia Zhiye, and straddle Xia Zhiye's back with a cold face.

No matter how thin Song Yan was, he was still a big boy of 1.8 meters. With his skeleton there, no matter how light it was, it couldn't be any lighter. When he felt the weight suddenly pressed down by his waist, Xia Zhiye instantly tightened his core muscles.

In order to maintain a good posture and keep his head straight, Song Yan pressed Xia Zhiye's back with one hand and the dart with the other, and his legs unconsciously pinched Xia Zhiye's waist.

At that moment, Xia Zhiye understood what it meant to commit sin and not live.

Obviously at an age when two pieces of wood can drill into a sea of ​​fire, why did he insist on pulling Song Yan to participate in this kind of interactive activity originally designed for couples.

I don't know when Kong Xiaoxiao, who had dragged Xiaopang to the front of the stage, shook his head with relief: "The world is getting worse, it's really getting worse."

Xiaopang: "...Sister Xiao, don't you think the combination of your expressions and lines is very strange?"

Kong Xiaoxiao stared at the stage: "What do you know, watch your game."

The game has reached a fever pitch.

Song Yanyan kept his hands steady, his darts fell, five darts, and the darts must reach them. He quickly made up thirty rings. While the other opponents were still trying hard not to miss the target, they quickly completed the task and ran towards the next level.

Then totally stupid.

In the third pass, the two cooperated on the horizontal bar.

The two are required to hug each other face to face, without squatting, and then smoothly pass under the bar without touching the bar and without touching the ground with other body parts except the feet.

Xia Zhiye is 187 in height, 117 in leg length, and 110 in crossbar height, not to mention carrying Song Yan, who is also over 1.8 meters tall.

The host also noticed the silent pause between the two and said with a smile: "It seems that our two little classmates have encountered a problem. How do you plan to deal with this crossbar?"

Have a fart.

Song Yan looked at the crossbar in front of him, and understood that this competition was designed for young parents to enhance family harmony and promote marital relationship.

However, thinking that she had promised little mahjong, she didn't want her to be disappointed again and again because of adults' broken promises like when she was a child, so she still looked at Xia Zhiye: "How about your flexibility and core muscle strength?"

"Flexibility is average, and you should have learned about core muscle strength just now."

"..."

Thinking that he was sitting on Xia Zhiye just now, and that Xia Zhiye was still standing still on a plank, Song Yan felt that in all fairness, Xia Zhiye's waist strength was indeed quite good.

"Then I'll go first, you follow me, just drag me." Song Yan made a decision lightly.

Xia Zhiye looked at the height of the crossbar, and then at Song Yan's height: "Can you do it?"

"You can not?"

Song Yan glanced back and asked.

Xia Zhiye: "..."

He found that someone's mouth was a bit sharp today.

He swiped his molars and said with a smile, "You can try me."

As he said that, he directly reached out and wrapped Song Yan's waist, firmly fixing him in front of him.

Song Yan panicked: "What the hell are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you can do it? What if you don't make preparations in advance?" Xia Zhiye asked candidly and confidently.

Song Yan: "..."

Hold.

Sure enough, Xia Zhiye was more shameless.

And after such a face-to-face post, felt the familiar body temperature and citrus scent of Xia Zhiye, and the extremely absurd dream in the daytime reappeared in front of me, which was too fucking awkward.

Song Yan almost wanted to kick Xia Zhiye away with one kick, but after thinking about what he had promised Little Mahjong, he held back and said coldly, "I can do it anyway, so if you can't pass it, it means you can't. "

Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you try it?"

"?"

try your uncle.

Just as Song Yan wanted to scold someone, Xia Zhiye said solemnly: "If this method doesn't work, I'll replace it, don't worry."

"..."

At that moment, Song Yan felt that Xia Zhiye was just talking yellow nonsense and pretending to be innocent, but he had no evidence, and seeing that the other teams were catching up, he could only write down the account first, and then walked to the crossbar , holding the clothes on Xia Zhiye's waist tightly with both hands, and then bent back with his back to the bar.

Two teenage boys and a little girl are very eye-catching in the parent-child paradise itself, not to mention the two boys are very handsome, so almost all the attention of the onlookers is on them.

Seeing the difficulty of this level, they have already begun to regret that these two boys are about to stop here, but they saw that the thinner boy actually bent back slowly.

The boy's waist has a thin but not fragile sense of tenacity. It bends down a startling arc little by little until it is parallel to the ground. The whole body looks like a fish gently lifted from the water. .

And only the person who holds the fish in his own hands can see the beautiful scenery that others can never see.

The slender and fair neck is stretched back to the extreme, the depression on the side of the neck and the raised Adam's apple show an ambiguous shadow under the light, the lips are not consciously opened due to the movement, and the clothes are also stretched up, revealing a cold white and delicate skin and just the right thin muscle texture.

Xia Zhiye held Song Yan's waist with both hands, and pressed his palms to the skin on Song Yan's waist. He didn't know whether his body temperature was too low or his palm was too hot. After all, the huge difference in body temperature made his throat roll involuntarily. one time.

Song Yan didn't have as much thought as he did. He just held Xia Zhiye's clothes in his hands, and then tried his best to make his body softer and lower. He didn't hesitate until he reached the limit of his waist. It seemed that he completely believed in Xia Zhiye's control.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that the height could be passed perfectly, then he stopped and called out, "Xia Zhiye."

"Um."

Xia Zhiye didn't seem to need much explanation from him, he stood with his legs spread apart, and his hands firmly wrapped around his waist to ensure that he would not fall to the ground due to loss of strength, and then slowly leaned forward to ensure that he would not fall to the ground. can pass under the crossbar unharmed.

One of the two people lowered their waists to the extreme, and the other leaned forward and hugged each other's body. While bearing the weight of the other person, they also had to ensure the balance and height of the two people. At a distance of less than two centimeters above Xia Zhiye, it may touch and fall at any time.

The onlookers were so nervous that they sweated for them just watching, and at the same time they were a little puzzled and anxious.

In this position, the height of the two of them is indeed lower than the bar, but Song Yan's lower waist is completely unable to move back, let alone pass the bar together.

Now it's stuck here, not going up or down, except for being in a hurry, the whole thing is a capital dilemma.

The two are still too young.

It seems that long legs are sometimes an irreconcilable fault.

Xiaopang just wanted to sigh, but before he could sigh, he suddenly turned into an earth-shattering sound as his pupils enlarged: "Fuck!"

How could these two still play like this? !