Xiao Youchen pedaled and ran over, and then with a mouth full of greasy, he also grabbed a chicken leg bone that had gnawed off most of it in one hand, and flew towards the head of the right master.

"Shushu, Shushu, Shushu!"

The oily little hand directly slapped a few palm prints on the superb black robe, and the picture was so beautiful that everyone was a little afraid to look at it.

President Song and the others trembled suddenly, and their eyes almost closed.

Venerable Quan is notoriously disliked by others to get close, and some women who don't know how to think they have a bit of posture are sent to the door, usually they are scrapped and thrown out, and gradually in a short period of time, the rules that Venerable Quan does not like to be touched by others have spread.

The little child still rushed forward with a greasy face, and they could hardly imagine what the consequences would be.

Be quiet!

In the blink of an eye, everyone fell silent.

Only the wind and the thunder showed surprise at the same time, and the little master rushed up and hugged the master and called Shu Shu? What's going on?

"Giggles, Shushu, Shushu!"

Xiao Youchen was about to climb on Quan Shaohuang with both hands and feet, but he was holding the chicken leg bone with one hand, which was really not conducive to climbing.

Quan Shaohuang was a spirit all over his body, and he looked stiffly at the little guy who was about to climb on him.

Before he could react, he had unconsciously reached out and hugged the little milk baby in his arms, staring at his little face with a pair of eyes.

Xiao Youchen didn't know why he wasn't afraid of his aura at all, but rushed over happily as soon as he looked at him.

The little guy giggled, and two oily little hands beckoned straight to his face, and he didn't know what he was going to do for a long time.

Kwon Woo-jin pouted, looked at his mask, and then looked at the chicken leg bones in his hands.

Turning his head left and right, the little milk baby's eyes suddenly lit up.

And then...... Then everyone watched as the little milk baby put the bones in his hand into the hand of their incomparably noble Venerable, and the two hands worked together to remove the mask of Emperor Shao.

Quan Shaohuang had no intention of stopping it at all, and the mask that blocked half of his face was gorgeously taken off with Xiao Youchen's efforts.

An evil and beautiful face was exposed to everyone in an instant.

"Bang Bang!"

Kwon Woo-jin took off his mask and immediately clapped his hands on his own, giggling childishly and innocently.

Silence!

Everybody has a sense of immediacy, what's going on?

One, two, three...... Why do the three faces feel so similar, isn't there something wrong with their eyes?

President Song blinked his eyes vigorously, and rubbed his eyes vigorously with his hands, making sure that he was not mistaken, and his mouth grew bigger and bigger in surprise.

"What's going on? Wrong with my eyes? How do these two little dolls look so much like His Holiness? There were all kinds of question marks floating in their hearts, but they couldn't figure it out.

I always feel a little wrong, and I feel as if I haven't caught some ideas.

Quan Youqi's cool little face also showed a blank look, his dark eyes stared directly at Quan Shaohuang, and he looked up blankly: "You look a little like your brother?" Who are you? ”

At this time, Quan Shaohuang had an indescribable emotion piled up in his chest, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

PS: Shhh