Chapter 821

"Grandpa, why is your hair white? It's different from my grandpa's." the baby tilted his head and looked at the white haired old man with a puzzled face.

"Hehe, I'm old. The little guy is so good." the old man touched the baby's little head.

"It turns out that old people will grow white hair, but neither my grandpa nor grandma." the baby scratched his scalp.

"Your grandparents are young, blessed, and you are so cute that you are happy all day. Naturally, you don't have white hair."

It's not blessed. Such a lovely and well dressed baby can see that his family is good. Naturally, he can't compare with ordinary people like him. He has less hardship. It can be said that he is blessed.

And such a good grandson... The old man's eyes are soft.

"We've prepared a program. Grandpa, will you vote for us later?" the baby sells cute votes.

Cough! The old man was caught off guard and took a serious look at the baby. He found that he was biting his finger and looking at himself seriously. It turned out that Meng wa would also be a routine person.

"Well, we need to be fair. You performed well, and I'm sure to vote for you." the old man shook his head and looked at the baby with interest.

"Our performance is good, it must be good!" the baby held his chest.

The first performance is Tinker Bell. There is only such a girl. Of course, she should spoil it. As for other people's ideas, she should hold it.

Then it comes according to age, followed by baby, silence, and finally Ann.

Snow White Tinker Bell comes out with a big apple. The old prince Lin feiran is watching. With Tinker Bell performing, he is only responsible for taking the little princess away.

Let alone xiaodingdang, who has a strong desire for performance, may have been exposed to the camera since childhood. He is very sensitive to the camera. He bounces around and makes a group of old people happy.

"From then on, the prince and the princess lived happily together! Thank you!" Tinker Bell leaned forward with his skirt.

Pop pop pop——

"Thank you. If you like it, please give your little flowers to xiaodingdang later ~"

[today's baby is so awesome! When I was so old, I knew how to run around wildly. Where could I get these things.]

[they are good at canvassing! The baby just now has a great little tinkle, cute babies.]

[collocation of little princess and old prince hahaha ~@ Yang Jiaojiao, your little rival appears.]

Baobao and Princess Jiang perform the song and dance of counting ducks and two tigers. Choreographer: Baobao.

Baby is standing diagonally in front, and concubine Jiang is standing slightly behind.

"Under the bridge in front of the gate, a group of ducks swam. Come on, count, 24678..."

The baby is like a naughty duckling. He swims forward with his hands from time to time, and turns in a circle from time to time. There are many tricks. Poor old children behind, Princess Jiang, can't keep up. Even if she keeps up with the action, she is like a stupid duck. She is not cute and cute at all.

"Poof -" Roy covered his mouth and endured.

Che Huo and Lin feiran also couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha!" he laughed silently and patted the table hard. "That sister is so stupid and the baby is so stupid."

"Quiet." Ann glanced silently.

Maybe it was too frightening at that glance. He covered his mouth silently and calmed down.

When Che ran saw this scene, he looked at An'an and then looked at silence. He felt that he was dominated by An'an. It seemed that there was nothing left.