Have to say, this little bun really isn't someone who can stay quiet!
Even if he was wary of his own mom, trussed up like a little rice dumpling, he still couldn't stand the boredom; after a short while he started wailing at the top of his lungs…
Serve guests?
Hearing that come out of the little bun's mouth, Little Han Mo with the Black Face's little face went a few shades darker, and Wuchang Yue's delicate little face also sank…
Even Little Monk Bu Jie, who had been sitting there silently chanting sutras, forgot the scripture in his head in an instant…
Since ancient times, have you ever seen such a cooperative kid?
Sold to a little servant house and still yelling on his own about wanting to serve guests?
This really is…
No one like him!
Probably only the little bun could do something like this!
"What are you yelling for? What are you yelling for? In broad daylight, whoever comes here is here for fun. Disturb the honored guests, and you'll be the ones to suffer!"
