The Fierce Wei Xiaobao

Under the aunt's extremely complicated and stunned gaze, Jiang Guanchao finally understood something.

He said seriously, "No, I didn't."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Xiaobao grabbed both sides of his lapel with her chubby hands, burying her head in his arms.

The aunt was speechless.

And so was Jiang Guanchao!

The aunt ran away with her grandson. After running far away, she did not forget to look back at Jiang Guanchao.

Jiang Guanchao picked up a certain fatty. "You did it on purpose, right?"

Wei Xiaobao looked innocent. "Wu wu wu wu ~"

Yun Shuang's lips curled up.

This was probably a smile.

She touched the corner of her mouth.

Well, it seemed to be getting easier and easier.

Jiang Guanchao was a man and was not so thin-skinned.

Although it was not as thick as Wei Ting's.

He ordered two bowls of glutinous rice balls.