The Universe's Number One Healing Cub

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The little carrot head running to the court was attracting everyone's attention. The carrot pile behind the little carrot head was the most worried.

The little monitor was so scared that he almost cried: "I shouldn't have let Ningzai go. What if he was beaten to death?"

The other little carrot heads were also scared: "Ningzai is still young, he will be beaten down."

A group of little carrot heads were so scared that their eyes were red when they thought about the beating Ningzai was about to receive. Only Roy was speechless. He spoke for the little kid: "Ningzai will not be beaten at all."

If he hadn't promised Ningzai that he couldn't talk about the relationship between Ningzai and Cezar, he would have said that Cezar was Ningzai's brother.

Cezar loved Ningzai so much that he would never beat Ningzai.

The court was well built. The little boy, with his short legs, ran to César in a short time. He ran too fast and didn't brake.

When he ran close to César, he fell into César's arms.

César quickly supported the boy who was running fast, frowning slightly: "Be careful, don't run so fast."

The ground of the court was a bit hard. If he really fell here, his knees and legs would be easily hurt. The

little boy, supported by his brother, stood up straight. He raised his fat face and didn't call his brother, but called his brother's name obediently.

After calling his name, he stretched out his fat hand and begged: "Give the ball to César, César wants to play with other kids."

César: "..."

The people who played with César: "..." He

really didn't know how to live or die.

After the little boy begged, he pulled Xizel's sleeve and gave him one of his favorite candies: "I'll trade with you."

Xizel didn't want the candy, but when he saw the little boy's bulging pockets, his brows furrowed even more.

Uncle Zhan told Uncle Lingqi that the family didn't buy any more candies, so why did the little boy's pockets have more and more candies?

When Xizel was silent, the classmates behind him who had neither a good nor a bad relationship with Xizel and could only be considered as playing together felt that the atmosphere was a bit stiff.

They knew that Xizel would not hit people easily, and he was not the kind of person rumored in the school.

But this little boy was really a bit presumptuous in front of Xizel.

They cleared their throats and wanted to say a few words to smooth things over.

But before he could finish his words, César, who was holding the ball in one hand, had already passed the ball to the kid in front of him. As he passed it to him, he whispered, "Eat less candy, it will cause bad teeth."

The kid caught the candy and held it in his arms. He hummed, "I won't have bad teeth!"

His teeth were white and beautiful.

The kid finished the ball and pulled César outside, "You go change your clothes and go home, I'm going to play football here."

He finished the ball and drove people out.

I have to say, this is really twice as outrageous.

But Cecil didn't lose his temper at all. He walked two steps outside, stopped, and shouted to the people behind him: "Let's go, we'll play next time." The