The children sitting in their seats were very excited when they saw it.

They scrambled to the boxes of gifts that the clown was holding.

The clown didn't expect to be directly knocked down by this group of children like this, and it was so coincidentally poured on Baijiu's thigh.

The clown and the liquor were both stunned at the same time, especially the pair of red eyes behind the clown mask, there was a trace of panic and helplessness.

Baijiu was slightly stunned for a moment, and then helped the clown up: "Are you okay?" ”

The clown originally didn't want to pay attention to the liquor, but he still shook his head, and said in a low voice: "It's okay." ”

After finishing the gift box, he continued to walk down, and I don't know if someone deliberately stretched out a leg, and the clown accidentally tripped and fell directly to the ground.

The people present couldn't help but laugh when they saw the clown's embarrassed appearance.

Jock's jaw ached, and he felt a high heel step over his injured leg.

He gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, insisting on giving the gift boxes to the people.

One of them was a little boy who ran over and held out his hand to Jock: "Shall we shake hands?" ”

Jock thought about it for a moment, and finally gave birth to the white and slender hand.

When the two men's hands clasped together, Jock felt as if his hand had been pricked by a needle.

He quickly withdrew his hand, only to notice that the little boy was wearing a glove on his hand, and the glove was stained with countless thumbtacks.

The boy smiled mischievously at Jock and stuck out his tongue in the crowd.

Joco stretched out his hand and looked at the countless small red dots on his hand.

The injured leg also began to hurt slowly, as if the wound had cracked, and it hurt.

Jock dragged his heavy legs and tried to go backstage, but was blocked by the audience again.

"Mr. Clown is putting on a show for us, okay?"

"yes, yes, or let's perform here, we can see it clearly."

One of them said, "Mr. Little Hands, let's jump rope." After saying that, he also took the skipping rope to Joke's hand.

Baijiu's gaze also looked towards them.

Her gaze scrutinized the clown in front of her.

Although the clown wore a wig and mask, she felt like she had seen it somewhere.

Bai Bai stared at the clown carefully again, and found that there were countless small red dots on his palm, as if they had been punctured by something.

"Jock—" Baijiu said tentatively.

But she didn't expect the clown to really look at her.

Baijiu was stunned for a while, she didn't expect that she just said the name tentatively, but she didn't expect that she really guessed correctly.

Baijiu thought that Qiu Ke's foot was still injured and was not suitable for the sport of skipping rope, so he immediately stood up.

Squeezed through the crowd and walked over to Jock and said, "Follow me." ”

Baijiu also reached out to Jock.

Jock looked at the little hand with a confused look.

And the demon sent the god to put his hand on the little hand.

By the time he reacted, he had already been pulled away by Baijiu, and he wanted to shake off Baijiu's hand.

was glared at by the liquor: "If you dare to shake off my hand, the old lady will not be finished with you!" ”

Jock's hand shook suddenly, and he still looked like he would only smile at this little doctor no matter what he said.

Why now... Feeling a little different?