We went to the hotel we booked earlier, greeted Xia Shi to report our safety, and looking at Bi Xiaoyuan on the video call, dazed with tears glistening at the corners of his eyes, Bi Xia greeted Meng Chi, asked him to wait in the living room of the room for a while, and then sat on the swing chair on the side, gazing at the little crybaby Bi Xiaoyuan indulgently, "Alright, if you keep crying you'll turn into a water ball."
"I'm not a bun!" Bi Xiaoyuan refused to buy it, crying out loud, "I'm a dumpling, a little dumpling! Brother's dumpling!"
"Okay, okay," Bi Xia hurried to coax him, looking at Meng Chi who had been drawn over by Bi Xiaoyuan's cries, shrugging helplessly, then turned the camera towards Meng Chi, "Keep crying, your Brother Chi is laughing at you."
Meng Chi innocently waved to the camera, he hadn't said anything.
