C185 Tuhao congress

As expected, little bun got on Lu Qing's boat. Ning Xiaoxiao wailed in her heart. The 4-year-old little bun was still lacking when it came to competing with his father for wisdom and courage.

She didn't know when this foolish son of hers would grow up, but Lu Qing didn't answer her questions like Steamed Bun. Instead, he had an expressionless face.

With his hands behind his back