The little boy's veins were about to pop out, "Don't swallow any more!"
Bao Bao frowned, she didn't agree with what he said!
But he gave her such a big piece of flesh~ For Rourou's sake, Bao Bao told him in a friendly and peaceful manner, "It's not polite to spit!"
Little boy: "...don't you have no saliva at all?" This idiot!
No! Baobao has a good reason, "It's so big, so big..."
After all, the little girl is too young and knows very few words, so she cannot accurately describe the sacred image of this piece of meat in her heart...
So I gestured with my two short little arms and tried hard to draw a big circle, trying to create a fleshy "tall" image.
Then... pia! The center of gravity was unstable, and the little girl fell on the little boy's back.
The little short hand waved inertly, pia! and spanked the little boy's butt firmly...
After kicking her short legs twice, the little girl arched her head, climbed up, and sat firmly again, still looking calm and fairy-like...
"A piece of meat!" It's so greedy, you must be drooling just by looking at it!
He continued what he had not finished before falling down very deeply...
Little boy: "..."
He won't reason with this ball anymore! This ball must be a natural pit!
No wonder she looks like a ball! It must be for the convenience of smashing holes!
The little boy is almost mad...
In order to prevent a certain ball from drooling at him again, the little boy changed the subject with a green face, "You...why were you crying just now!"
Baobao suddenly stopped talking.
Even the little finger that stretched out eagerly to poke the little boy again suddenly retracted.
The little boy's inner strength was so profound that even if he couldn't see the scene behind him, he could still feel this small movement.
It turns out that this ball is also embarrassed!
...Humph, just miss him if you miss him. What's the shame in saying, he...he didn't miss her!
You see, he was so embarrassed to say it! He wouldn’t be as coy as this ball!
Just as I was thinking about it, I was sitting firmly and happily "appreciating" the soft bag, when I suddenly jumped down, crawled to get a small cloak, and carefully helped the little boy put it on.
Carrying him out.
The little boy's face was bright red.
This ball... must really like him.
Not only do I have to go out to play with him, but I also help him dress with my own hands.
I heard... only a lady can help her husband dress!
So he always refused to ask for a maid, and always dressed himself. Even the first time he dressed himself, he tied himself up with a belt, and he didn't ask anyone to help!
The little boy didn't realize that this was a strange experience... and still recalled it deeply.
He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he rushed down to the ground and was carried... He didn't pay attention to where the bag was taking him.
Anyway, this ball has taken him around before, and it has never left Prince Jing's Mansion, so he is used to it!
...No, what he means is that he is too lazy to argue with this ball! He is so mature, so of course he must be more generous to that childish ball!
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Baobao's soft and gentle voice, calling him obediently and sweetly, "Little brother."
"..." Cough, cough!
His face instantly became suspicious, and he kept clearing his throat in his mind. He wanted to use his most calm and natural voice to respond to the "little brother".
The sound of this ball... is quite nice.
As a result, before the little boy could speak, he heard the voice of a boy who, although still childish, was very gentle and very adult...