Someone recognized the supreme skill in the demon sect on the spot and asked, "You, who are you?"
The little boy glanced at him coldly, with a natural majesty on his pretty face, "I am the leader of the Qitian Sect."
"...'s son?!" A trembling voice continued.
"You are actually the young leader?!"
"My son is so powerful, let alone his father?!" This was the murmur of someone who collapsed.
Little boy: "..."
I am not my son! I am the leader myself!
Others from the Demon Sect: "..." It's really hard to hold back laughter.
... Actually, leader, you are so beautiful and cute... You are more like that new word you taught us, that thing called... mascot!
The little boy's face was black and blue, and his voice was cold, interrupting those people's feelings about him, "Who are you and why are you looking for her?"
The little hand turned away and pointed at the bag awkwardly.
Oh... No wonder the leader actually opened his mouth and interrogated these people in person. It turned out that they seemed to be plotting against Miss Xiran, and he was afraid that Miss Xiran would be in danger in the future!
...Anyway, after all is said and done, leader, you must be running wildly on the road of no return as a wife slave!
A group of demon sect members were heartbroken and sighed.
The little boy glanced at his men in warning, and when he turned to look at the group of intruders, his voice was cold and he said, "Say!"
Probably because the anger in his voice was too strong, Bao Bao, who had been lowering his head to eat meat, suddenly raised his head and glanced at him.
Little boy: "..."
The original aura disappeared in an instant. The little boy's face almost turned red. He changed several positions one after another, and said again with a pink face, "...cough, say it."
The voice is extremely awkward...standard shyness.
It's a pity that after Baobao took that look, he looked away without any nostalgia and looked at the meat on the table again...
The little boy was disappointed and depressed, and wished he could poke the heartless ball next to him.
You just know meat! Huh! Ignore you!
Just as he was thinking about it, Baobao suddenly put down his chopsticks, took out a clean handkerchief with his little hand, and slowly wiped his mouth.
These are her favorite dishes, so why don’t she stop eating them after eating so little?
Although he had just said that he should ignore the bag, the little boy was extremely worried now.
What's wrong with the bag? Is it uncomfortable?
The little boy raised his hand uneasily, going to touch Bao Bao's forehead. Bao Bao, who had just wiped his mouth, raised his little hand and grabbed the little boy's hand very calmly.
Then... with a click, the little girl jumped off the chair.
Both children have short legs... They are still sitting on special chairs. The altitude is almost the same whether standing or sitting.
But it’s more convenient to stand~
Baobao explains with practical actions what "more convenience" means...
She never let go of the little boy's hand. As soon as she stood firm on the ground, she pulled the little boy over to pull him to her.
...Hey, I can't pull it.
The little boy looked at him in surprise. He didn't cooperate with the bag and just sat there as calm as a rock.
Bao Bao was a smart little girl, so she immediately changed her approach... pia! She pushed the little boy toward the back of the chair behind him, then leaned over and kissed him firmly.
The sound of mua clearly reached the ears of every martial arts master present...