Sheng Xia, feeling a bit tired from the commentary, happily sat down with the coconut in her hand, leisurely took a few sips of coconut juice, which was sweet, cool, and refreshing, and couldn’t help but sigh in comfort.

The children thanked him obediently and imitated Sheng Xia, taking a big sip of coconut juice and then sighing, “Wow, it’s so good! Thank you, Uncle Feng, Uncle Feng is so nice.”

Feng Xuchen also subconsciously followed suit and was then knocked on the head by his sister. “Silly Xuchen, that’s Dad, don’t call him Uncle.”

[“Hahaha, Uncle Feng, Xuchen can’t help it. Once he gets a coconut, he forgets his dad!”]

[“As expected, Ranran is the most reliable, while Junchen is cute but clueless.”]

[“I wonder how big the psychological shadow area of Uncle Feng is now (facepalm)”]

Realizing he had called his father the wrong title, Feng Xuchen instinctively covered his mouth but forgot his hands were full of sand. Inadvertently, he got a mouthful of sand.

He quickly shook his head and spat out the sand, but finding it hard to get rid of it, he ran to Sheng Xia in horror. “Wah, Xia Xia, help, Xuchen ate the castle!”

Unexpectedly, his cry for help made Sheng Xia suddenly laugh and playfully pinched his mouth. “Really? Xuchen is so amazing, let me see, did you really eat a whole castle?”

Feng Xuchen was instantly pinched into a duck’s beak, his bright grape-like eyes instantly welled up with tears, and he complained in a blurred voice, “Xia Xia, mean! Can’t find it, the castle was all eaten up!”

Hearing his words and trying to pry the castle model from Yi Fanfan, who was trying to dismantle it, suddenly widened her eyes, tilted her head back, and showed a fearful expression. Then, for the first time, instead of being as slow as a sloth, she crawled to the side using both hands and feet. “Scary castle!”

Yangyang quickly put down the coconut to stop his little sister and tried to explain, “It’s Aunt Xia Xia joking with Xuchen, it’s not real, Fanfan don’t be afraid.”

Feng Xuran sighed slightly and tried to free her mother’s hand from pinching her brother, looking disapproving. “Mom, don’t do this, Xuchen will believe it.”

But as soon as she held Sheng Xia’s hand, her own face was pinched. Sheng Xia smiled and approached, pretending to be serious. “Okay, I won’t tease Xuchen, I’ll tease Ranran instead, it’s the same.”

Feng Xuran’s face immediately turned red, she mumbled with her small mouth, and after a while, she awkwardly said in a small voice, “Teasing, teasing is not not allowed…”

“Not allowed!” Just liberated Feng Xuchen, seeing this situation, immediately became anxious and rushed back into Sheng Xia’s arms, actively tiptoeing, “Xia Xia doesn’t tease sister, tease Xuchen!”

[“Hahaha, a big scene of competing for favor!”]

[“Well, I didn’t know, I thought they were siblings, taking turns to take care of each other to prevent each other from being bullied. Who knew they were actually rushing to be bullied, let Auntie also pinch your little face, too.”]

[“The Cunning Dragon and Phoenix Twins”]

Jokes aside, in the end, Sheng Xia helped clean the sand from the little one’s mouth and continued to build the castle.

Since this place was a bit far from the beach, the sand here was not moist enough. Feng Yan squatted beside them, holding a cartoon-style water bottle that was completely different from his style. Then, under Sheng Xia’s command, he slowly sprayed water on the buildings to keep the sand moist.

With Feng Yan’s help, the speed of building the sandcastle obviously increased.

Soon, a vast and spectacular castle stood before everyone, eliciting admiration.

[“I just went to the bathroom, what happened?”]

[“I blinked, how did it suddenly get built?”]

[“Ah, this is so much fun! I understand why Sheng Xia likes to build sandcastles with children! I want to play too!!”]

[“Hahaha, I can’t believe it, should I say it? Mr. Feng squatting and spraying water on the castle with a water bottle is really funny.”]

[“But Mr. Feng is really indulgent. While others are playing exciting games, he is playing with Sheng Xia in a childish sandcastle.”]

[“Even Sheng Xia doesn’t allow him to touch the new toys, he’s only allowed to carry the water bottle (facepalm)”]

[“Oh, this is love, right? There will always be someone willing to accompany you in all the weird and lovely things.”]

While the audience was still wildly waving the “Feast of the Titans” flag, Feng Yan was already taking pictures with the children and the sandcastle.

Ignoring his own image, he squatted not far away and continuously adjusted the angle according to Sheng Xia’s instructions, capturing the full view of the sandcastle.

“Husband, make sure to take a good picture of me.”

Looking at Sheng Xia smiling happily in the camera, he paused slightly and replied, “Hmm,” without changing his expression.

Seemingly indifferent, but the keen-eyed micro-audience noticed that he favored her as the center and intentionally took several more photos of her.

The viewers comments suddenly erupted with excitement.

Later, while the children continued to build the castle, Sheng Xia left the group and knelt beside the sandy area, enthusiastically digging out a heart-shaped deep hole.

She opened the camera, set it to take a picture automatically in ten seconds, and quickly placed her phone in the hole.

As the countdown ticked, she suddenly leaned in, getting close to the man squatting beside her, her eyes glinting mischievously as she whispered, “This is a reward for Mr. Feng, thank you for your hard work today.”

The camera froze on the heart-shaped pattern, with the blue sky and white clouds as the background, capturing the moment when Sheng Xia and Feng Yan locked eyes.

Although her lips did not touch his face, in the photo, they appeared to be in close proximity, creating a sense of intimacy.

Faced with her beautiful gem-like black eyes shining in the sunlight, Feng Yan’s gaze suddenly darkened.

Seemingly unaware of his intense gaze, Sheng Xia picked up her phone, satisfied, and showed him the photo with a smile, teasingly elongating her voice, “How is it, Mr. Feng? Do you like it?”

After a moment, Feng Yan’s eyelids drooped slightly, concealing the emotions in his eyes.

It’s unclear what he specifically meant, but he replied in a slightly hoarse and ambiguous tone, “I like it.”