On the verge of widowhood

After more than an hour of tossing about a meal, Bai Zi didn't know where to go, and Bai Qing didn't look for him. He sat on the sofa with a pillow in his arms and called his parents.

After chatting for half an hour, Bai Zi still didn't show up. Fortunately, the elders of the Bai family died soon, and Bai Qing called Bai Zi into the air.

"It's there."

Bai Qing looked puzzled: "Where are you?"

The voice was quite close to him.

"It's me who hugs me."

Bai Qing immediately threw out the pillow in his hand.

The pillow turned into a wisp of smoke in mid-air and then turned into a good-looking man. Seeing his movement, Bai Zi immediately rolled to the side. He froze: "Let's go to the central square to watch the fireworks."