"Besides, Xunxun won't bully people either."
Mou Wen nodded, thinking, Xunxun wouldn't bully anyone, but Xiaoxiao is another story. That kid Xiaoxiao is like a little tough guy, always the champion of mischief.
However, she couldn't say this directly; speaking ill of little kids isn't very nice. She smiled at Bo Zhi, "So, are you not going?"
Bo Zhi was momentarily at a loss, his expression somewhat blank. After a while, he dried his hands, "I'm going, I'll go right now."
"Okay."
Bo Zhi went to the toy room to check on the two kids. The door to the toy room wasn't fully closed, slightly ajar. As he approached, he heard the children talking inside.
Mou Xun seemed a bit unhappy.
"You're a guest invited by my mom to our home. I won't argue with you, but as a guest, you can't be so impolite in the host's house."
