Gu Qiaoqiao, annoyed, went to pull the stinky little boy away, "Stop rummaging, everything is a mess, if you keep this up I'll hit you..."
As she spoke, she slapped Gu Zishu's back.
Gu Zishu's thick skin and flesh meant he hardly took it seriously.
You could never imagine the chaos a mischievous kid could make in an instant by turning your travel bag inside out.
And at that moment, Luo Fan lifted Gu Zishu out with one hand, to Qiaoqiao's amusement.
Gu Qiaoqiao was surprised; she hadn't expected Luo Fan to be quite skilled.
Indeed, did children from wealthy families all have to learn some self-defense?
Gu Qiaoqiao looked at the mess made of the bag and couldn't help but feel a mix of annoyance and amusement.
She couldn't imagine what Gu Zishu would be like in this lifetime.
Perhaps, when he got a little older, sending him to the military would be a good choice.