The Chinese Elf's Family Rescue Adventure

Soon, Sui Sui, who was as nimble as a little monkey, climbed up the orange tree in a few seconds. She only picked the round and big oranges full of juice, and threw them down without even looking. Hill, squatting under the tree, caught them accurately with its mouth. One ginseng and one dog cooperated extremely well. In a blink of an eye, a small pile of oranges had piled up under the tree.

Sui Sui was satisfied and slid down the trunk quickly. As soon as she landed steadily, without caring about her dirty hands, she tore open the orange peel and took a bite. The orange flesh was soft and tender, and the juice was so abundant that Sui Sui's face was smeared with orange juice without her noticing, and she was eating happily. Hill guarded her quietly. Seeing that she was so absorbed in eating, it slowly picked up an orange, bit it open, and ate it elegantly and cleanly.

After eating her fill, Sui Sui began to feel sleepy. Although she was a ginseng spirit, she had only truly transformed into a human form for three and a half years. Like a child of this age, she needed a lot of sleep. The spring mountain was Sui Sui's territory. She randomly found a hidden big tree, leaned against the dry tree roots, closed her small eyes, and fell asleep quickly.

I don't know how long it had been. Sui Sui, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt that she was off the ground.

The young Wen Chi was looking at the cub he was holding like a little kitten and said in surprise, "Where did this little beggar..."

Sui Sui, who was awakened, struggled and kicked her legs. The mud that had dried and caked on her skin fell off with a rustle. Wen Chi glanced at it and quickly changed his words, "... little wildling?"

How could Sui Sui bear this slander! She shouted loudly and fiercely in a milky voice, "I'm not a little wildling! I'm a little—" Ginseng spirit!

"Little what?" Wen Chi saw the small backpack on Sui Sui's back with a familiar logo on it. Suddenly realizing, he said, "Are you sent by the program team?"

Sui Sui blinked her eyes. She didn't understand, but this didn't prevent her from being quick-witted. Immediately, she puffed out her small chest and said firmly, "Yes!"

Wen Chi was silent. Since coming to this program, he had seen too many "whimsical ideas" of the director. So even when this absurd situation of "finding a little actor to play a wildling to deliver supplies" happened in front of him, he also thought: Well, it's something the director would do.... Could this program really become popular?

Wen Chi observed the little cub in front of him. If it was special effects makeup, this look was absolutely natural. She was wearing cotton clothes and pants, as if she had rolled in the mud and run wild in the woods. The clothes were torn with holes here and there, full of dried mud, and the exposed skin was no exception. The only relatively clean small face was also smeared with gray and mixed with orange juice of unknown origin. It was an understatement to say that her face was like a palette. That messy hair, like a little madman, could be switched to the livelihood news channel seamlessly, and it was sure to make thousands of grandmothers and aunts feel sorry and shed tears.

... Wen Chi quietly lifted the little cub a little further away from himself. The little cub noticed his movement and continued to kick her legs, dissatisfied, "Put me down! Put me down!"

Wen Chi put her down as she said. As soon as the little cub's bare feet touched the ground, she quickly raised her head, hugged her arms angrily, and her small belly became even rounder, making her seemingly imposing movement unexpectedly funny.

"Puff." Wen Chi held back his laughter in time, bent his knuckles and pressed them against the tip of his nose, forcing down his relaxed facial expression. He suddenly froze. He himself... was laughing? How long had it been since he last laughed?