"Hi, hello, Xixi--" Wu Xiao connected the video and saw Nanxi at a glance, grinning.
"Baby Xiaoxiao, where are you?" Nanxi's maternal love overflowed when she saw Wu Xiao, and her already coquettish voice became unconsciously softer. The man next to her suddenly retracted his hand, and he pinched the soft flesh on Nanxi's waist. She glared at him angrily.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, baby, let's continue the video and talk properly." Baru quickly admitted his mistake, coaxed her gently, and then diverted her attention.
"Ah Xiao, you should call me Auntie, not Xixi."
Wu Xiao rolled his eyes at him.
"Ah Xiao, is that Uncle Long?" Hong Qing heard Baru's voice, reached out from the front seat of the nanny car, and snatched the tablet away.
"Uncle Long, hello—" Hong Qing looks like her father, but has her mother's personality. She's a little smart. Seeing Nanxi beside Balu, her eyes widened. "Oh my God, Uncle Long, is this the Xixi that Ah Xiao was talking about? The fairy sister you killed and set fire to to get?"
"Who said I stole it? I chased it seriously, right, wife?" Baru glared at Hong Qing, "Don't listen to them ruining your Uncle Long's reputation all day long."
The corners of Hong Qing's mouth twitched, "Uncle Long, do you still have a reputation..."
Baru touched his nose awkwardly, "Qingqing, where are you? Who's with you?"
"We're in Las Vegas, Uncle Long. We're here with the visiting delegation. My dad's coming over for a meeting in a few days, and then he'll take us to China."
"Well, are there enough people?" Baru asked.
"It's enough, Uncle Long." Hong Qing was older than Wu Jie, more intelligent, and the one who got along best with Ba Lu. She knew Ba Lu had private property in Las Vegas. "But I don't want to stay in a hotel, Uncle Long. I want to go to your house."
Baru looked at the little thing and smiled, "Okay, I'll call the housekeeper and ask the driver to take you there."
"Yeah! Long live Uncle Long~" Hong Qing cheered, blowing kisses to him across the screen. "Mmmmmmm~, I love you so much, Uncle Long——"
"I don't want it. Keep it for your loving husband." Balu disdained the way she imitated Yao Gongyue's jumpy look.
"Uncle Long, you really don't understand romance." Hong Qing glared at him and looked at Nanxi, "Right, Xixi?"
Nanxi smiled and nodded, "Yeah. Yes, he is a rough guy."
Hong Qing was holding up a tablet, half of the screen was her small face, and the other half was the street scene outside. The driver slowly stopped by the roadside. Wu Xiao saw a toy balloon in a clown's hand and got out of the car with his bodyguard to buy it.
Wu Jie, Ba Lu, and Nan Xi were video chatting with Hong Qing. On the street behind her, the door of a beverage store was closed and a woman with a great figure walked out.
The first one to see it was Nanxi. She was about to take the tablet when it was snatched away by Balu. She stared at the figure that flashed by behind Hong Qing.
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