Chapter: 4173

someone?

Zhou He was stunned.

Is this stealing snacks?

He and Wu Zhaokong got up and walked over, they couldn't laugh or cry when they saw the picture.

I saw a five or six-year-old kid eating snacks deliciously, and there were already six or seven snack bags.

"You... where are your parents?" Wu Zhaokong asked dumbfounded.

"Shh, keep your voice down."

The little boy was Chen Chuan who came out to steal snacks. He was startled when he saw the two people looking at him. Climbed down to the place where the horizontal and vertical sofas intersected, but the two legs missing in the corridor were so conspicuous.

I really don't care about my head.

Seeing Chen Changqing laughing again and again, little Chen Chuan ran out, his mind could follow Chen Chuan, and he could see every move he made, if you steal something, you can steal it, little boys are naughty.

It's just that the food is about the same. Today's food has a lot of spirit beast meat.

"Mengmeng, your brother ran out to play, you can catch him back, he listens to you the most." Chen Changqing looked at Mengmeng and smiled.

"Well, well, I'll go and bring that naughty guy back."

Mengmeng put down the juice in her hand and combed a ponytail. She wore a red plaid coat with an eagle pattern, a pair of off-white shorts, and white shoes. She looked fresh and gorgeous.

Hearing Chen Changqing's words, Mengmeng got up and walked out in a hurry.

At this time, in the rest hall, Zhou He and Wu Zhaokong didn't know what to say.

Whose family is this child?

A little curious, maybe the status here is not ordinary?

"Aren't you hiding there?" Bei Jinnan ran over there and asked.

"Shh! Don't talk! I won't be able to eat if I'm found out. Get up quickly." Chen Chuan hurriedly whispered.

"Come back and sit down."

Wu Zhaokong waved his hand, called Bei Jinnan back and looked at Zhou He again.

"Did you come here to steal spiritual knowledge?"

There was this meaning in the eyes of the two of them, and they didn't say much, they were young and ignorant.

On such an occasion, who would allow a five or six-year-old child to run around, and if he bumped into some important person, the consequences would be disastrous.

So both of them thought it was some hotel staff's child who came secretly to join in the fun.

No business.

They sat down again.

But at this moment, a man in a suit, about twenty-five or six years old, came from the side, and was on the phone, reporting something in a low voice, without noticing that there was an extra leg beside the sofa.

Plop!