Tan Chenxiao looked back at 6 Qichuan who was talking to Gu Xicheng not far away, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Master, Master, Master Dad can't run away, stop watching." Chu Luo said, and went over to Tan Chenxiao to talk about the follow-up issues of the art exhibition.

Gu Xicheng stood beside 6 Qichuan with Xiao Guigui in his arms, "I thought Uncle San had just taken Aunt San to run away."

"I think about it." 6 Qichuan said, hugging Xiao Guigui.

Xiao Guigui reached out to hug 6 Qichuan's neck and asked crisply: "Did the third grandfather have a baby with the painter's grandmother? But in this way, Xiao Guigui wants to call him uncle, which is so annoying."

Gu Xicheng burst out laughing, touching his son's head, "Who told you this?"

"Gigui heard what the painter grandma said." Little Guigui retorted with his father with his little neck, but he could hear it clearly.

"Oh, what did your painter grandma say to your grandma?" 6 Qichuan teased the little ghost.

"The painter's grandma said, "Hey, I'm old, why are you still having a child?" Xiao Guigui learned so vividly that Qichuan kept laughing.

6 Qichuan is not the one who has an emotional outspread, but because this little ghost is so cute, it is no wonder that Tan Chenxiao has always loved him very much.

"San Grandpa, don't laugh anymore. Xiao Guigui helps you persuade the painter grandma, and he also said that the painter grandma is very young and beautiful. Why hasn't the third grandpa given birth to his uncle yet?" Xiao Guigui's little appearance clearly despises his third grandpa.

Gu Xicheng looked at his own treasure, but like his mother, he said nothing without any restraint.

"It's almost done, you'll have a little uncle next year."

Gu Xicheng raised his eyebrows. Uncle San is so fast.

Little Guigui let out four cute little fingers, "Next year Guigui will be four years old."

Gu Xicheng looked at his son and asked curiously, "What's wrong with the age of four?"

"Then I'll be old." A crisp little voice suddenly rang.

6 Qichuan, who is nearly sixty: "..."

His father, who is almost thirty, said: "..."

Is this kid here to anger them?

Gu Xicheng took his son back and hit him on his little butt, "Your grandpa is old."

"Oh, yes, grandpa is so old." Little Guigui nodded seriously and agreed with his own father's words.
Chapter completed!