Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 708 - 707: Eighth Senior Brother: Grow Bigger, Grow Bigger_2

His experience with taking care of children was limited; the only child he had ever cared for was his younger sister. But she was so cute and well-behaved that he had never needed to worry. At this moment, he completely didn’t know how to interact with Ning Jixiu and even had the thought that children’s minds are so difficult to understand!

Though difficult to understand, he still cared because of his affection for his sister.

"What are those people doing?" Ning Jixiu suddenly asked.

"Hmm?"

Gu Wangchao followed his gaze out the window and saw two adults approaching two beggar children, who handed over all the money in their bowls.

He subconsciously furrowed his brow.

"Extortion in broad daylight?"

Ning Jixiu stood up, "No, they know each other. Those two men said, ’Hurry up and leave, there’s a show being filmed nearby.’

Ning Jixiu, even if he didn’t understand modern people, could see these two adult men were problematic, and their relationship with the beggar children seemed more like one of threat and coercion.

It was at this moment that a passerby saw this scene and scolded the two men.

The older of the two beggar children suddenly shouted, "Help us! Save us!"

The two men didn’t hesitate and grabbed the children, escaping down the street.

Some passersby attempted to stop them.

The scene of the incident was some distance from the bus.

Reason told Gu Wangchao that it was too late to pursue now, but he still stood up, ready to get off the bus and take a look.

At that moment, he heard a painful grunt, turned his head, and was dumbfounded.

The place where the three-year-old child stood now had a young man, looking in his twenties, extremely handsome, with captivating phoenix eyes and an air of mischief. His long hair as black as ink set off his smooth, white shoulders.

That wasn’t the main point; the main point was that the man wasn’t wearing any clothes!

No, wait, that wasn’t the point either. The point was, where did his sister’s junior brother go? Where did the tiny Ning Jixiu go?

The cool beauty had turned into a shocked beauty, until he saw the tattered clothes that belonged to the three-year-old child on the ground and a bold thought rushed into his mind.

Could this devilishly handsome guy be Ning Jixiu transformed?

Is there really someone in this world who could change from three to twenty-three years old?

"I must be dreaming."

Gu Wangchao patted his forehead, muttering nonstop.

"Dreaming, my foot! Lend me your clothes. I’ve got to chase those two little thieves!"

Ning Jixiu gritted his teeth. He had foreseen his powers returning but didn’t expect it to happen during a filming session, nor that it would be due to encountering two baddies and getting emotional.

This was simply an embarrassment to the face of the Demon Sect Leader!

The tone struck a familiar chord.

From his tone, Gu Wangchao found a familiar feeling and stared blankly at Ning Jixiu.

Ning Jixiu huffed, "Clothes!"

He was nearly on the verge of undressing him himself.

Gu Wangchao snapped back to reality, quickly finding spare clothes, though it was only a thin long-sleeved shirt and pants, brought along to replace any soiled clothes during the shoot.

Turning his head, he handed over the clothes, with his mind in turmoil, unable to muster a question, nor quite daring to.

After Ning Jixiu grew taller, his demeanor changed; at first glance, he was still the same haughty junior disciple, but there was always the aura of someone superior, along with an invisible murderous aura, as if hands were stained with blood.

After the Little Sect Leader became the Big Sect Leader, he was even slightly taller than Gu Wangchao; the pants now became nine-tenths length on him, quite stylish actually.

Wearing only the long sleeves and pants, Ning Jixiu yanked open the bus door, barefoot, cursing, "You two little thieves, wait till I catch you!"

He had been made so disheveled, he was determined to torment those two little thieves severely.

As soon as he finished speaking, he directly used Qinggong, landing on the sidewalk like a swallow, and in no time appeared a hundred meters away with a few leaps, spotting the figures of the two men.

Never mind the furious Sect Leader; here, a stranger dashed out of the bus, leaving the cameraman eating his boxed lunch dumbfounded.

"Mr. Gu, just now, who was that?"

He was sure he saw both Gu Wangchao and Ning Jixiu get on the bus, and before that, there was definitely no one else on the bus. If someone actually slipped onto the bus waiting for celebrities, that would be no different from obsessed fans; it’s a live broadcast mishap!

"Ahem," Gu Wangchao considered it thoroughly, regardless of how Ning Jixiu thought about it. Him with disheveled long hair, barefoot, only wearing thin long sleeves and pants in early winter would easily lead to wild thoughts; the best way was to quickly assign an identity, "He’s Miaomiao’s senior brother."