Our little Bao landed safe and soundly on Yue Xiang's head. He was able to watch the fight from the best vantage point while not being hurt at all.
At the point when he saw the Devil's upheaval, everything he could consider was: 'Thank god, my butt didn't get smacked.'
He watched the drama ensue and sighed, 'Uncle Lin's biggest enemy is his mouth. He can't seem to stop provoking the Devil.'
After venting out his anger, Yue Xiang picked up Little Bao from on top of his head, and his brow raised in annoyance.
"Enjoyed your ride in my head? Fatty!"
With a tearless cry, Little Bao whimpered, 'Let me go you pervert, or else, I will call for mommy.'
Yue Xiang smacked Little Bao twice on the bum and was about to hit him for the third time when he heard a hoarse voice called for the brat.
"Little Bao, where are you?"
"Little Bao?"
