Chapter 4562

"The countdown is coming soon!" The host excitedly said to everyone, "there are still half minutes left. When do you say to start the countdown?"

"Now!"

Everyone was excited and yelled.

When xiaobaozi heard the host say that there was half a minute left, he suddenly showed a look of hope on his small face.

Xiao Junyan curled his lips and reminded the steamed stuffed bun, "yu'er, you can't hold on, you can give up!"

The bun snorted, "bad dad, ignore Dad!"

For bad dad's behavior, he said that he felt very naive and looked down upon his stinky Baba.

Mu Yue is also not good spirit of turn head to stare one eye Xiao Jun Yan, "don't be so childish, can?"

Xiao Junyan, who was reprimanded, had no choice but to touch his nose and stop talking.

"All right, let's count down with me!" The host also took the microphone, looked at the timer in his hand, and began to count down, "30, 29, 28..."

The host yelled above, and the guests at the banquet seat also yelled along with the host. The whole banquet atmosphere became very lively because of the host's cry.

Small steamed stuffed bun listen to countdown, small eyes are more and more straight, excited with his little fist, insist, he must sleep with his mother.

The host looked at the timer in his hand and said, "ten, nine, eight, seven, six..."

Until the last ten numbers, everyone was more and more excited.

It seems that the people who stand on the stage to create records are not baozi, but themselves. Their mood is even more excited than baozi.

Mu Yue looks at the small steamed stuffed bun sticking to it. His face is red and distressed, but he can't dissuade the small steamed stuffed bun from going on.

On the count of five, muyue came out of Xiao Junyan's arms and murmured to himself, looking at his son with pride, "little bun!"

Xiaobaozi Xiaolian is still very firm. He will succeed soon. He can't give up! Never fail like this!

The host and the guests on the scene were all excited to shout the countdown, "May 4th, March 2nd..."

Looking at xiaobaozi's persistence, many perceptual women are excited and their eyes are red.

For example, Tang Yalan and Nangong Yuehua look at the steamed stuffed buns with love and pride. They are worthy of being their treasures and have not let them down.

Until the last word comes out.

"One..."

Xiaobaozi couldn't hold on any longer. His legs softened and he fell to the ground.

Just, the small steamed bun hasn't moved, the body shape of Mu Yue has already moved, a small steamed bun that will fall to the ground has been held in his arms.

Small steamed stuffed bun asked familiar taste, and familiar embrace, suddenly eyes a red, buried in the arms of moyue crying.

He felt that his legs were not his own. He didn't feel it. It hurt.

Muyue gently stroked the small head of the small bun, softly comforted, "small bun, mother's baby, good, don't cry, mother is here!"

Although xiaobaozi was pacified by muyue, he was still crying in muyue's arms. It was so sad that people couldn't help but feel sad.

Today, small steamed stuffed bun but for their own goal, adhere to so long, must be very tired, must be very painful!