The brother and sister quarreled early in the morning until they sat on the dining table, and Wanwan's little bun's face was still bulging.

Xia Zhihuai held a small bun, his provocative eyes tilted to Wanwan, and he whimpered the bun into his mouth.

Wanwan looked at him with murderous intent. She held her small bowl and dug a spoonful of pickles for herself. After mixing it in the porridge, she dug a spoonful of them into her mouth.

The two of them had a connection with their eyes, and they felt like Mars was splashing everywhere and murderous intent.

Huang Xikong slowly ate the offering in front of him, cleared his throat and said, "The program team will come later. Do you plan to appear in front of the camera like this today?"

"Xia Zhihuai, bullying a three-year-old child, are you young or not?"

Xia Zhihuai snorted coldly: "Where did I bully her? It was obvious that she lost her temper for no reason, and it was also her childish."

Wanwan grabbed Xiaolongbao and slapped her little hand on the table: "You are childish, the most childish!"

Xia Zhihuai sneered: "Look, are you still losing your temper?"

Wanwan stared at him and bit the bun hard.

Xia Zhihuai withdrew his gaze and sat calmly in his seat for breakfast, ignoring Wanwan at all.

Wanwan didn't need to feed her throughout the whole process, but she just asked Zhu Qing to help her pick it up when she couldn't reach the breakfast on the table.

...

When the photographer who was following the photo came, Wanwan and Xia Zhihuai were already in a cold war and ignored each other.

Zhu Qing packed Wanwan's suitcase, and Xia Zhihuai packed his luggage early. Seeing Zhu Qing stuffing everything into the box, he couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Take too many things, and you have to take them out if you go, and put them in light clothes."

Zhu Qing lowered his head and packed his clothes, and said in a gentle tone: "Wanwan is still a child. Of course, children should pay more attention to traveling. Many things are temporarily unavailable on the road, such as fever-reducing stickers, often-used milk powder, and ointments for repelling mosquitoes and itchy... It is best to bring them all."

Xia Zhihuai heard the big head: "She followed me before, just a bottle and a bag of milk powder. Didn't she live well?"

Zhu Qing looked up at him and said, "You should thank Wanwan for being a not-spicy baby."

"This time I went to record the show, and with comparison, there will be harm, and you will know how rough it is to raise your baby."

Wanwan squatted beside her suitcase, watched Zhu Qing fold her clothes, turned around and took out two small notebooks and a pen from the drawer, and put them in the suitcase.

"You have to bring this too."

I brought it to spare, and the small notebook in her hand was almost used up.

Zhu Qing helped her put it down, told her the location, and looked around the room: "Is there anything else I want to bring?"

Wanwan sat on the mat, scratched her forehead, shook her head and said, "It seems like there is no more."

"Toys? Snacks?" Zhu Qing got up and went to the living room to move the snack box in. "Although the snacks may be confiscated when they arrived at the recording site, you can bring some food on the way from home."

Wanwan looked at the full snack box and her eyes widened slightly: "Hey, yesterday was obviously... almost gone?"

Zhu Qing looked back at Xia Zhihuai who was sitting at the end of the bed: "Your brother restocked the goods yesterday."

Wanwan looked back at Xia Zhihuai for a while, and Xia Zhihuai raised his chin slightly: "What do you think of me?"

Wanwan looked at the snacks in a tangled way. There were many that she particularly liked, and she also loved many cheese sticks and biscuits.

"Although you bought it for me yesterday, I will treat these as a gift for your apology from my brother~"

Xia Zhihuai stared at the corners of her upturned mouth and bent eyes, and smiled: "That's so easy to coax?"

Wanwan nodded happily.

In fact, I get up and get angry for a while. Now I have so many snacks, it’s not impossible to forgive him.

...

Huang Xikong and Zhu Qing sent Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan out of the door. After Wanwan got into the car, she shook her hand outside the car window, and shouted to Huang Xikong: "Uncle Huang, you and your sister are at home, remember to watch the live broadcast of my brother and I~"

Huang Xikong stood on the steps and just smiled.

Zhu Qing also shook his hand and said, "Mr. Huang and I will definitely watch the live broadcast on time at home. Don't worry, Wanwan."

"Brother Xia, take good care of Wanwan, don't let her get sick, and don't let her be bullied by others!"

Xia Zhihuai sat in the back row, pressed Wanwan on the chair, and tied her seat belt.

Hearing Zhu Qing's words, he looked up and said irritably, "Who dares to bully her if she is so scared?"

Not to mention humans, she can even get rid of ghosts.

He should be thankful for not bullying others.

"Also, fools won't get sick."

Wanwan used her small fist to smash it on his arm: "!!!"

"I'm not a fool!" Wanwan retorted.

...

It was Wanwan's first time flying, so she was excited along the way.

Xia Zhihuai was wearing an eye mask and slept in a dark chair, not caring about her excitement at all.

Wanwan didn't bother him, knowing that he didn't sleep well last night, so she could have fun sitting alone.

The photographer who was traveling with him looked at Wanwan: "Wanwan, won't you feel bored alone?"

Wanwan was lying beside the chair, turning her head to look at the person on the same plane, looking back at the photographer, and asking, "Why do you feel bored? How many people?"

The photographer swept his head and Xia Zhihuai, who was sleeping with a blanket, asked Wanwan: "Don't you ask your brother to get up and play with you?"

"If you don't call, he's sleepy."

The photographer joked: "Did he go stealing the child last night?"

Wanwan shook her head and said seriously: "With my brother's ability, he can't steal it."

"Don't think I can't hear it, I'm not asleep!" Xia Zhihuai took off his blindfold and glanced at the photographer, "You still steal children? There are no two tigers in a mountain. Having a cub in one family is enough to have a headache."

"Store one more back and I should die young!"

Wanwan felt that he was right, and nodded seriously on her face.

Not all babies are as easy to raise as her.

Sometimes my brother is too stupid. At critical moments, the baby can only rely on himself.

...

Wanwan's eyes swept over the people sitting nearby, and finally stopped at a man in a suit.

The man wore golden wire-bordered eyes, looked kind-looking, with a good appearance, and a laptop in front of him, typing on the keyboard.

Wanwan stared at him for a long time and found that only he looked strange, with a shocking evil aura in her rosy complexion, which should be a very powerful peach blossom evil spirit.

Maybe she had been watching for a while, and after the man closed the computer, he looked up.

Wanwan was not afraid, and lay on the handrail, still looking at him.

The man smiled at her, put the computer in his bag, got up and placed it on the luggage rack above his head.

The two are not far apart, one in front and one behind, across the aisle.
Chapter completed!