Before lunch, Bai Junxuan hugged the little demon boy, followed Xia Xiaonuan back to the castle, and Di Muye and Caesar were bored playing badminton in the courtyard.

Seeing that they were playing so much fun, the little demon boy struggled to get out of Bai Junxuan's arms.

"I'm going to fight, I'm going to fight." As soon as his feet hit the ground, he ran over to mischief.

Caesar was about to serve, when one leg was held by the little demon boy, and he stood there immobile.

"Kiss the little nephew, the little uncle is competing with that dichlorvos? Who are you helping? His legs moved, but he didn't shake off the little demon boy.

He seemed to be stuck with 502 glue, and he refused to get off Caesar's long leg, Bai Junxuan couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward, and said in a low voice, "Don't you see that the child wants to play?" Is there a little uncle like you? ”

Caesar pouted, looking aggrievedly at the little demon boy holding his leg, obviously with a harmless little face, but all kinds of performances were enough to make him feel broken.

The lower abdomen is black, and he looks so innocent, and then uses it to achieve his goal, this trick is really tried and tested.

"Okay, I'll let you call." Caesar handed the badminton racket to the little magic boy.

He looked down at the toy badminton racket in his hand, the size of his little palm, and looked at Bai Junxuan with a small face, his eyes full of tears.

"Papa, little uncle bullied me." He threw the toy badminton racket to the ground and shouted aggrievedly.

Xia Xiaonuan walked up to Caesar without saying a word, she clasped her arms and said coldly, "Xiao'er, you are crazy, do you dare to play a heads-up game with me?" ”

Di Muye obediently walked up to her and obediently offered his badminton racket.

"For the sake of the little devil boy, you should teach this arrogant guy a good lesson."

He took advantage of the fire to rob and stood on Xia Xiaonuan's side.

Caesar held a badminton racket and looked at everyone without tears, "If I don't take you to bully people like this, I rarely find a little happiness in the world of badminton, but you want to deprive me of this little happiness, I am too wronged." ”

"You are a fart, you are such an adult and jealous of your little nephew." Bai Liji stood up to speak for the little demon boy.

Xia Xiaonuan collided with Caesar's badminton racket with a badminton racket, raised her eyebrows and said coolly, "Don't talk nonsense, let's see who has excellent ball skills and stay and continue to play." ”

Caesar was a little crying without tears, where was this?

"o Come on." The little demon boy waved his little hands and shouted happily, glanced at Caesar and shouted, "Little uncle, reduce oil." ”

As soon as he heard the little devil boy's cheering, he almost vomited a mouthful of old blood on the ground.

"What a cruel heart, kiss my little nephew." Caesar's palm clenched as he grasped the badminton racket.

The little demon boy ran to Xia Xiaonuan, and his chubby little hand held her soft hand, "o must come on, beat the little uncle down." ”

Seeing the little demon boy's happy face, Di Muye thought that Caesar and his idea had worked.

They knew that Adolf had gone to see the little magic boy and that Caesar had come up with the trick of playing badminton in the courtyard, including the toy badminton racket, in order to attract his attention so that he would not always think about things he should not think.

Xia Xiaonuan squatted down and kissed the little demon boy's face, smiling gently, "Don't worry!" o will definitely make your little uncle kneel down and sing the national anthem. ”

"Oh yes! o Best. He danced happily.

Caesar and Xia Xiaonuan started the official game.