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

"He can still go around in circles, so fast that he can't see clearly!"

The kid yelled again.

Perhaps excitement is always contagious.

Little Treasure stood on tiptoe vigorously trying to take a look inside.

Seeing this, Bai Xiran wanted to hug him up.

The little guy was even more suspended in the air, and was "snatched" away by the arm extending from one side.

Mo Junzhe hugged Xiaobao directly in his arms, and his height of several 1.8 meters was not conspicuous among a group of crooked nuts.

Xiao Bao stretched his neck, feeling extremely anxious, "I can't see you, Dad."

"Higher, a little higher, okay?"

Seeing this scene, the kid next to him gave Xiao Bao a smug look, "He is learning how Monkey King fights monsters now."

"Today is playing Three Dozens of Pork Ribs!"

"Wow... I knocked the goblin away with a stick."

The more Mo Xiaobao listened, the more impatient he became.

He almost stared at Mo Junzhe's arm with both feet, wishing he could stand up straight away.

"Dad, get taller and taller."

The man tried his best to lift him up, but he was still a short distance away from the wide field of vision.

It was Bai Xiran who gently tugged at the corner of the man's clothes, "Master Mo, you do the same as this father."

She reminded in a low voice.

Mo Junzhe finally noticed his side.

The children who can see are almost all sitting on the shoulders of their fathers.

Xiaobao became a little nervous when he heard it.

Dad basically won't let him ride a big horse.

Bai Xiran lowered his voice, his small face was slightly flushed because of the crowded surroundings.

"It's a rare time, why don't you let him go."

Only then did the man look away, and finally brought Xiao Bao back.

"dad?"

"Want to see it?"

"Yeah!" The little guy nodded very seriously, and it was rare for his chubby little face to appear as immature and excited as his peers.

Mo Junzhe nodded slightly, and finally put him on his shoulder.

"Sit still."

"Okay, Xiaobao sits super stable... Wow, Xiaobao saw it! It's really Monkey King."

The little guy was very excited, "He's alive! He's playing with a golden cudgel."

"His golden cudgel can also grow longer, it's amazing!!" The little guy yelled.

And the other kid next to him obviously refused to admit defeat, and his voice was louder than Xiaobao.

So in the noisy place, there were still two immature and exaggerated voices.

Until the end of the performance, the little guy was hoarse.

The crowd in front gradually dispersed.

People with gongs and drums passed by one by one, "The performance is over, we are street performances and don't accept rewards. But children are welcome to buy a golden cudgel! This is what the Monkey King made with vellus hair..."

The kid next to him has already got off his father's shoulders, "Hurry up, dad, buy if you want!"

Xiaobao stood still.

Laughter turns into laughter, and laughter turns into trouble, who doesn't know that using a vellus hair becomes a joke.

Mo Junzhe put him down slowly, looked at the few children next to him who almost bought them, and asked in a low voice.

"Want it?"

"That's fake." The little guy was very realistic, "Dad, Xiaobao knows it's fake, it's actually plastic."

Bai Xiran covered her face, "Little baby, it's just a toy, but other children like it very much..."

"But Xiaobao doesn't like him lying."

What did you say that the vellus has changed, bullying a three-year-old child?

Xiao Bao didn't say this in a low voice, and it fell directly into the ears of other children.

Just got the beloved Golden Cudgel, the child turned around very unhappy, "You are the one lying, it is the real Golden Cudgel!"