Mu Yue hears the words of small steamed stuffed bun, also be some can't help laughing, "this is not bad uncle's fault!"

The host nodded and said that he was very innocent. "Yes, young master, it's not my uncle's fault. It's your father who asked you to stand for ten minutes. It has nothing to do with my uncle!"

The bun snorted, "bad uncle, bad dad, baby doesn't like you!"

Finish saying, small steamed stuffed bun climbed to Mu Yue's shoulder, grew sulky.

He doesn't like bad uncle or bad dad anyway.

"Ha ha..."

Everyone was amused by the cute words of baozi.

Originally, the strong tenacity of xiaobaozi made everyone admire him. They just felt that this one-year-old baby was against the heaven.

But now, the cute words of xiaobaozi make them understand that xiaobaozi is still xiaobaozi and a one-year-old baby.

Xiao Junyan is squinting, looking at the host and small steamed stuffed bun.

"Cough cough..." the host can only cough a few times to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Alas, it is said that women's mind is hard to guess, but children's mind is more difficult to guess than women's mind! It's a good idea to think about it.

Muyue smiles and touches the head of xiaobaozi, "xiaobaozi, if you take the red envelope, you have to say thank you to your uncle. Besides, you can't call a bad uncle, you know?"

Baozi pouted and bargained, "Mom, kiss!"

"Good!" Mu Yue some can't laugh or cry, kiss a small steamed bun wet face.

Small steamed stuffed bun this just showed a smile, very clever to the host said, "thank you uncle!"

The host just felt flattered, "ha ha, you're welcome!"

Xiaobaozi turns his head and looks at muyue. He hands the red envelope to muyue, "give it to mom!"

Muyue nodded with a smile, "OK, mom will keep it for you!"

"For mom! Baby, no Small steamed stuffed bun is very cool, a wave of his small arm, said.

Muyue is smiling, but this is the red envelope that xiaobaozi has worked hard to get. She has to keep it, "ha ha, xiaobaozi is really good, worthy of being mother's baby. Let's go, can mother help you knead it, is it still painful?"

"Well! It hurts! Mom, whoo The small steamed stuffed bun ordered his small head, two tears said.

Mu Yue smiles, holding a small bun off the stage, sitting in his seat, help small bun rubbing chubby legs.

The Mu family and Nangong Linfeng at the same table all thumbed up to xiaobaozi.

"The steamed stuffed buns are really good!"

"Yes, Baozi, you will be my idol in the future!"

"It's your mother's son, that's what it is! I will be more powerful than your father in the future

Xiaobaozi, who was praised by everyone, showed a bright smile on his little face. He was very shy and went to muyue's arms.

Xiao Junyan glanced at the steamed stuffed bun. This smelly boy really got a good deal.

Xiaobaozi has no grievance just now. He just feels that it's the most comfortable, softest and fragrant to lean on his mother's arms. It smells so comfortable. He's going to sleep.

After all, it's also a horse step that has been standing for a long time. Xiaobaozi opens his mouth, leans his head against muyue's arms, and closes his eyes.

"Going to bed!" Muyue looked at the appearance of the small bun, gently patted his back, "I take the small bun to sleep first!"

Xiao Junyan got up and left with the bun, "I'll accompany you! I'm full, too