The next second, Ji Xiaoheng suddenly clasped her back with his hands, gently grabbed the clothes on her back, and began to roll forward with her.
Seeing this, Xiao Fubao was not to be outdone and rolled forward in line with his speed.
And they have a perfect tacit understanding, and they keep rolling in a straight line.
On the other hand, other groups do not have such a tacit understanding.
Xiao Yu'er and the special guest rolled quite smoothly. Although they didn't go anywhere, the speed was extremely slow.
The group of little cotton-padded jackets and little sheep rolled and tilted, and ended up on the path of Little Fubao and the others.
Fortunately, Xiao Fubao and the others rolled faster, otherwise they would definitely have collided.
In addition, Lu Zhiyang has a bad heart and cannot do too strenuous exercise.
The adults have prohibited him from doing sports since he was a child. He spends all day writing, drawing, and doing homework at home, and naturally his physical strength cannot keep up.
After just a few rolls, I was already out of breath.
When Lu Zhaoxi saw this, he immediately applied to the village chief to withdraw.
He originally planned to let the little sheep go up and play casually, but it would be hard to explain if he got sick and came back.
The village chief also knew about Little Sheep's situation and was afraid of any accidents during the live broadcast, so he agreed.
[What? Isn’t this a drag on Song Nanchen’s family? If you can’t do it, just say so from the beginning! Why bother to apply and say no when you’re halfway through? 】
[That’s right! My little cotton-padded jacket also really wants to win, okay? 】
[If you have a bad heart, you can’t participate? What do you think? If you have a bad heart, you should stay at home and not be allowed to go anywhere or participate in anything? Our little sheep’s heart disease is born, and it is not his own
If you think about it, don’t you deserve to participate in the game? What kind of psychology is this?]
Lu Zhaoxi’s live broadcast room was extremely noisy.
He didn't think much about it himself. He took Lu Zhiyang's arm and squatted in front of him and asked, "How do you feel?"
"I'm fine."
Lu Zhiyang turned his head and glanced at the little Fu Bao who was struggling to roll towards the starting point. He let out a "hum" and muttered in a low voice: "Childish."
Who would have thought that Sang Wanzhou happened to hear these words.
He raised his brows and sneered: "Heh."
Lu Zhiyang was startled. He raised his head and met Sang Wanzhou's slightly hostile gaze. He hesitated for a moment and then plucked up the courage to stare back at him.
It's really funny that one big kid and one kid are glaring at each other in front of the camera.
[Hahahaha, two childish ghosts! Sang Wanzhou, are you childish? Where is your aloof image?! Why are you staring at a seven-year-old child here? Is this still you? 】
[Why is this scene so inexplicably happy? Does it feel like the future brother-in-law is looking at his brother-in-law? 】
[Hahahaha, don’t be too imaginative upstairs. You have a brother-in-law and a brother-in-law at such a young age? Have you asked our little Fubao? 】
At the end of the game, Ji Xiaoheng and Xiao Fubao naturally won the final victory.
Ji Xiaoheng quickly climbed up from Xiao Fubao and walked aside, hiding the discomfort in his eyes.
Xiao Fubao sat up and panted out of exhaustion, waved his little hand towards Sang Wanzhou, and shouted to him loudly: "Brother! We are number one!"
Her voice penetrated twenty meters of air and reached Sang Wanzhou's ears.
For some reason, Sang Wanzhou was in an inexplicably good mood. The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and he raised his chin to a few people as if to show off, as if to say: I'm so sorry, everyone, my Zaizai is so strong, he always takes first place.
I have no choice but to give in to everyone.
Everyone: "."Why do I have the urge to beat him up?