The Long Aotian Cub Becomes the Pampered Darling of a Wealthy Family 60

Chapter 60

Shen Jinfeng leaned against the sofa and laughed, his clear and sharp eyes like a vibrant peach blossom, the tips of his eyes lifting slightly like the petals.

“Really? A little star who doesn’t like to sleep in? Then who was the child who was lying on the sofa and couldn’t get up just now?”

For a moment, the netizens in the live stream chat were captivated by Shen Jinfeng’s smile.

[Oh my god, I’m in love!]

[I didn’t really like Shen Jinfeng when I watched the live stream before, but now I see that I was just pretending!]

Shen Tiantian’s eyes wavered, and he guiltily picked at his little hands. He hummed for a long time but couldn’t think of an explanation.

“I… I’m not a little lazy bug. Of course I don’t like to sleep in…”

Shen Xiuze walked out from the bedroom next door, his cold and sharp eyes slightly furrowed as he glanced at Shen Jinfeng.

“Do you have nothing better to do?”

Only then did Shen Jinfeng let out a “tsk” and reluctantly let the little brat go.

“Let’s go. Director Lin said he didn’t give you a red envelope for wrapping up yesterday. He’s going to make it up to you at the film crew today.”

Shen Tiantian’s attention was instantly diverted. His eyes lit up, and he trotted after him.

“Really? Is he giving me a little red envelope?”

Shen Tiantian had never received a wrap-up red envelope before. At this moment, he was a little excited, and his short little legs bounced along beside Shen Jinfeng.

As if by bouncing, he could make himself look not so short.

Shen Jinfeng looked at this tiny little person bouncing around his leg, as cheerful as a popping candy.

The kind of colorful, sweet and sour popping candy.

“Stop bouncing. You’re making me dizzy.”

Shen Tiantian was happy about the little red envelope he was about to get. He huffed and even deliberately bounced around Shen Jinfeng’s legs a few times.

He was full of vitality, as if not a single trace of gloom could fall on him.

Shen Jinfeng fell a step behind, watching the little one’s happy appearance, and pressed his lips together with a helpless and amused smile, shaking his head.

The comment section also followed:

[Cub, you’re a cute little chocolate bean!]

Shen Tiantian was wearing brown and coffee-colored clothes today. His long coat covered his knees, leaving only a very short section of his little legs and feet exposed.

Bouncing around with his round head, he really did look a bit like a chocolate bean.

Shen Jinfeng saw the comments on the assistant streamer’s phone, let out a chuckle, and his smile deepened.

The day was bright, and a cold wind would occasionally blow, causing the air to drop several degrees in an instant.

Shen Tiantian wrapped his face in a large scarf, his small hands tucked in his pockets, so cold he couldn’t even take them out.

On the film crew’s side, they were still filming the palace scenes.

The scene that had been set up yesterday could not be wasted. Lin Chen’an planned to finish filming all the palace and banquet scenes in these two or three days.

Shen Tiantian stood at the bottom of the steps in front of the palace, looked up at the long steps, and let out a breath of white mist.

They had to walk up a very long flight of steps to reach the palace at the top of the film city.

Shen Tiantian’s legs were too short, and his clothes were too long.

He struggled to lift his leg, sucked in his little belly, and with great difficulty took a step up.

After he had shakily steadied his chubby little body, he took a moment, took a deep breath, and then dared to lift his leg for the next step.

Shen Jinfeng, on the side, watched, his brows furrowed, and said:

“Tiantian, don’t put your hands in your pockets. You’ll lose your balance…”

Halfway through his sentence, Shen Tiantian, who had just climbed two steps, accidentally rolled down because his body was too heavy and his feet were too light.

“…and fall.” Shen Jinfeng was stunned for a moment and completed what he wanted to say.

Unfortunately, it was a second too late.

Shen Tiantian lay on the ground. He was wearing thick winter clothes, so he didn’t feel any pain.

However, his round little body was lying there, and for a moment, he couldn’t get up with his short little arms, which was quite amusing.

The unscrupulous netizens were laughing quite wildly at this moment.

[Quack quack quack, baby, you don’t even have to change your clothes now. You can directly cosplay as a turtle.]

[Screenshot, screenshot, the memes are coming again. Everyone, get ready! Come and get them from me later.]

Perhaps because Shen Tiantian had fallen and bumped himself too many times, the fans had seen it several times on the live stream and were no longer surprised.

Shen Jinfeng was also holding back his laughter. He cleared his throat, went over, and poked the little one who was lying on the ground.

“How are you? Are you okay?”

Tiantian didn’t say anything and just covered his little head.

Shen Jinfeng knew Shen Tiantian too well and could immediately tell that the little one was embarrassed and was burying his head in an attempt to escape reality.

Unfortunately, the cameraman didn’t know Shen Tiantian and even gave him a big close-up.

Tiantian, the little turtle with his head tucked in, had thus lost face in front of hundreds of thousands of netizens.

Shen Jinfeng glanced at the series of “hahaha” comments flashing across the assistant streamer’s phone’s live stream, flattened the corners of his mouth that wanted to lift, and pulled the little one’s short little arm.

“Alright, I’ll carry you up. These steps are indeed too long.”

To highlight the supreme status of the ancient emperor, the steps below the ancient-style palace built in the film city were very grand and magnificent.

Shen Tiantian slowly lifted his little head, met his brother’s eyes, and smiled shyly.

“Okay, but you can’t… drop me, big brother.”

As a little star, he was very concerned about his pride and image and couldn’t fall down again and again.

Shen Jinfeng pinched his little nose with amusement and said he knew.

Without having to walk himself, Shen Tiantian wrapped his arms around his brother’s neck, lay on his brother’s shoulder, and happily swung his short little legs.

When they reached the top of the steps and Shen Tiantian’s little feet touched the ground, he couldn’t help but want to recite his lines again.

“This prince possesses a vast territory. Little Fengzi, you carried this prince up. What reward do you want?”

The little prince had been acting for so long. Not to mention anything else, his vocabulary of ancient-style lines had skyrocketed.

Only Shen Jinfeng was stunned for a moment. He bent down, narrowed his eyes, and his tone carried a hint of danger:

“Little Fengzi?”

Tiantian hummed twice, looked up with his little face, and was deeply immersed in the role of the little prince.

“That’s right. The prince’s legs are hurting. Little Fengzi, you can be this prince’s footman in the future.”

Shen Jinfeng let out a cold laugh, reached out, and gave the little prince a flick on the head.

“Shen Tiantian, wake up. We don’t have a throne for you to inherit in our family.”

Shen Tiantian covered his head, which was hurting from being flicked, and said angrily:

“This prince will execute your nine generations.”

Shen Jinfeng was about to laugh out of anger. He pinched the little one’s ear and said through gritted teeth:

“Can you stop showing off your vocabulary? Execute nine generations? The first of my direct relatives is you. Are you going to kill yourself?”

Shen Tiantian really didn’t know what “execute nine generations” meant. He just knew that when he shouted it while acting before, everyone would tremble and be terrified.

He shrank his little neck, was suppressed by Shen Jinfeng, and hummed for a long time. Afraid of being hit on the head, he didn’t dare to say anything else.

Shen Jinfeng looked at his cowardly little appearance, let out a soft scoff, and let him go.

“After acting in a historical drama, you can’t even tell who’s the boss and who’s not. You’re even ordering your brother around.”

Shen Jinfeng glanced at him and added:

“If Shen Xiuze were here, with just one look, let’s see if you’d dare to be so arrogant.”

Shen Tiantian rubbed his pinched and hurting ear, turned his little face, and pouted unhappily.

“Little Zezi is not like you. He’s very good to this prince.”

Shen Jinfeng realized who “Little Zezi” was, and the corners of his lips, which had been pressed down, couldn’t help but lift wildly.

“Hahaha, Little Zezi.”

Shen Tiantian looked at Shen Jinfeng with incomprehension and said, puzzled:

“What are you laughing at, Little Fengzi?”

Shen Jinfeng: “…”

The pot calling the kettle black.

This little thing even dares to give his two brothers nicknames!

In front of many netizens, Shen Jinfeng rolled up his sleeves and gave Shen Tiantian a good beating.

The audience in the live stream chat was laughing so hard their stomachs hurt, but they still had to pretend to persuade him in the comments.

[For my sake, let’s just drop it.]

[Hey, Little Fengzi, stop it. How can you hit the little prince! Aren’t you afraid of having your nine generations executed!]

And Shen Tiantian, who had been hit on the head, covered his head, faced the pillar outside the palace, and cried with his little shoulders heaving.

The little prince’s pride was completely gone!

In the magnificent palace, a verbal battle was taking place.

Lin Chen’an directed the cameraman to move the camera, and after watching the scene two or three times, he finally shouted, “Cut.”

“Everyone, take a break. Let’s have lunch first, and then we’ll continue to film the afternoon scene.”

Lin Chen’an’s progress was very fast, and the whole drama was coming to an end. It was estimated that it would be completely filmed in a few more days.

He had just straightened up when he saw Shen Tiantian walk in with a pool of tears in his eyes, and he couldn’t help but be puzzled.

“What’s wrong? Why is Tiantian crying? Is it because you’re sad that you’ve wrapped up?”

Lin Chen’an made a joke and squatted down to tease the little one.

Shen Tiantian was holding back a pool of tears. Because of the live stream, he managed to hold them back.

However, his little nose was red, and crystalline tears were swirling in his red eye sockets. His lashes were wet, and he clenched his little fists, his expression a little stubborn.

“I… I’m not crying. It’s the wind that’s hurting my eyes.”

He sniffled, wiped his tears, and looked at Director Lin.

“Director uncle, where’s my little red envelope?”

He was so wronged he was like a little fat ball, but he hadn’t forgotten to come and get his red envelope.

Lin Chen’an laughed twice, thinking that the little one was really fun. And since he was so wronged and sad, he didn’t deliberately tease him and not give it to him.

“It’s been ready for a long time. Here, take it. Your wrap-up red envelope.”

Shen Tiantian received his first wrap-up red envelope in his life and broke into a smile through his tears. His eyes, which were sparkling from the tears, curved into crescents, even more dazzling than usual.

“I have money now.”

Shen Tiantian had earned a lot of money from his part-time job as a little Taoist priest yesterday, and with the payment from this drama, his savings had directly reached five figures.

Without having to film anymore, Shen Tiantian stood up with his red envelope, lifted his little chin, and said very generously to Shen Jinfeng:

“Big brother, you can pick something. I’ll give it to you!”

Shen Jinfeng looked at the smug little tyke and thought that this little one, Shen Tiantian, had a really good attitude, not holding grudges and being foolishly happy.

“Then I’ll have to think carefully.”

The opportunity to fleece Shen Tiantian was rare. Shen Jinfeng thought for a moment and opened a page on a shopping app on his phone.

“This one.”

Shen Tiantian stared at the picture, counted with his little finger, and it was actually five figures. He couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.

“You’re trying to harm me! Guards, guards!”

Shen Tiantian retreated frantically, hid behind the assistant streamer, and stared at Shen Jinfeng.

He was still holding his red envelope, afraid that if he wasn’t careful, it would be snatched by Shen Jinfeng.

Shen Jinfeng’s heart ached. “Just for something that costs twenty thousand yuan, what, we can’t be brothers anymore?”

Shen Tiantian nodded, his expression serious and cautious.

“It’s better for us to be a little more distant in the future.”

This brother, it’s better not to have him!