The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

There was silence again at the table.

Xiao Bao stuffed the beef in the bowl into his mouth, swallowed it with difficulty, and then said, "Annie."

His face was full of innocence, and his big black and white eyes even blinked at old Annie.

"Annie said it's a pity that we went back early, but there are still many interesting places..."

Keep pressing you "click", people almost did not sit still.

He stood up almost immediately and explained, "Little uncle is not like this!"

"Not really!"

"That's because my aunt and Xiaobao were in a hurry to go back yesterday, and Duan Nan and Mao Arthur asked me to find a way to stay, so I..."

"So you seduce ignorant children?" Mo Junzhe's voice was flat, as if he was describing a trivial matter.

But the cold eyes swept over, but it made old Annie's whole body stiff!
Old Anne trembled, "Isn't this a failure..."

The man glanced at him coldly.

She obviously didn't say a word, but old Annie had already lowered her head and didn't dare to make a sound.

A meal is finished in a strange atmosphere.

……

Celebration at night.

In the afternoon, Xu Yan came over.

holding one in hand

The sun was setting as we left the villa.

Old Anne arranged the car and sent the family of three to the scope of the celebration.

"There are many vendors and small events on both sides of the road, followed by a parade of floats and a fireworks celebration." Old Anne dutifully explained the process clearly.

"There will be more people, my little cousin should follow closely."

Xiaobao was being held in Bai Xiran's hand, and upon hearing this, he only stretched out his arms and waved to him.

"Know it."

Old Annie nodded hastily, and "reluctantly" stood there and watched.

When the figures of the three finally walked away, he even wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Manager Huang was very moved, "You and Mr. Mo's family really have a deep relationship, it's just a small parting, and you're so reluctant..."

"Reluctance?" Old Annie rubbed her pan-acid eyes, and just snorted at Manager Huang, "I'm too willing."

He looked up to the sky.

Let's go, let's go.

It's best to make my little uncle feel resistant to Las Vegas, and never come here again, no matter for business or private events!
……

This celebration seems to be held every six months.

It just so happened that the weather was fine tonight, and the circled Central Avenue was bustling with people everywhere.

Xiaobao was held in Bai Xiran's hand, and occasionally looked around, but often turned his curious little head back without even looking twice.

Bai Xiran shook his hand, "Little baby, someone over there can sit in the air! It's amazing, isn't it?"

The little guy stretched his head to take a look, and then said "Oh", and said in a baby voice, "That's fake, Ranran."

"The stick under his clothes can support it..."

Bai Xiran, "..."

"What about the one over there? Breathing fire! Isn't this a skill passed down from our ancestors, and it's also available here."

Xiao Bao nodded, "This is specially treated. It has something in its mouth and sprays it. It looks like it's just breathing fire."

Bai Xiran was a little helpless.

Raising a son with a high IQ is also troublesome.

Then he simply brought the person to a place where many people were watching, "Here, many people are watching."

"Someone inside is imitating Monkey King!" The person who said this was an oriental child.

The kid was sitting on his father's shoulders, raising his hands high, and kept making gestures, "He's holding such a big golden cudgel!"