However, the mall manager quickly brought out another identical pencil case, "Little Princess, Little Duke, I just found another limited edition planet pencil case in the warehouse."
When they were arguing non-stop earlier, he quickly went to the warehouse to see if he could find another pencil case like this, and then hurried to send these two ancestors away.
Hearing this, the two of them looked up at the pencil case.
Just when everyone thought the matter was finally resolved, unexpectedly, both crossed their arms and snorted coldly, "Pah, who wants to use the sa pencil case as him/her!"
Once again, they spoke in unison.
The mall manager was almost in tears.
When there was only one, you both fought endlessly for it. Now there are two, but you dislike that the other one is the sa as yours.
Mumu, the Little Princess, huffed and glared at him, "Bei Heigou, does it amuse you to mimic all the ti?"
"Wooden Li, I wanted to say the sa to you. Could you be the worm in my stomach? You say exactly what I say every ti!" Bei Mo retorted sharply.
Mumu was so angry her face turned red, "Who’s the worm in your stomach? Do you want to fight?"
"Bring it on, who’s afraid of whom?"
"Just wait until I make you kneel and call daddy!" Mumu flared up again.
The servants of both families almost knelt, "We beg you, please don’t fight. It’s nearly lunchti, and the Queen and Duchess are still at the palace waiting for you to co back for a al together!"
Hearing this, Mumu finally put down her fists, lifted her chin, and arrogantly glanced at him, "Hmph! Considering my mommy, I’ll let you off the hook this ti!"
"Sa!" Bei Mo also lifted his chin.
Thankfully, the quarrel ended.
The maids wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and quickly left the mall with their little masters.
As for the pencil cases, neither of them took the ones from earlier; they each chose new ones.
Palace.
Chongchong and Ping Guoguo were waiting for the two little Naibao.
"Mommy!" As soon as she got out of the car, Mumu dashed into the arms of Chongchong with her little legs.
Bei Mo was much calr and found a place to sit after calling Ping Guoguo "Mommy."
"I heard you went shopping for stationery. What did you buy?" Ping Guoguo asked with a smile.
"I bought a backpack, pencils, a pencil case..." Mumu handed over her brand-new backpack for her to see.
Ping Guoguo looked at it, patted her head, and praised, "Mumu has a great taste."
"All childish cartoon patterns, and that’s called good taste?" Bei Mo couldn’t help but sneer.
"You think your taste is so great? You just picked a bunch of dark, dull colors!" Mumu retorted, hands on her hips, glaring at him.
Chongchong and Ping Guoguo exchanged a headache-filled glance.
Those two seed to be born enemies, always quarreling no matter what they’re doing.
"If you two argue again, you’ll stand outside as punishnt," Chongchong said, slightly raising her tone.
Upon hearing this, the two little Naibao reluctantly stopped arguing.
During the al, it was just their luck that they both reached for the sa piece of braised pork.
Normally, one just needed to let go a little, but both were unwilling to yield an inch.
The atmosphere beca tense in an instant.
Seeing that the two little ones were about to bicker again, Chongchong narrowed her eyes slightly and warned, "Mumu, do you really want to be punished outside?"
Ping Guoguo imdiately followed, "And you, Xiaomo, do you want to give you a spanking?"
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