"If you coax me, do you say you will not give me a present?" An Shumo's mouth is full of discontent.

Gong Chen shook his head helplessly at night, "you said no just now."

"I want it now, OK?" Anshuma looked at him pitifully.

"OK! You can say anything! " He pampered her by rubbing her black hair. "Come on, what do you want?"

"hee hee, it's not what I want. It's my father." An Shumo is a special thief.

"Oh? Uncle Ann! " The palace Chen night language tone slightly Yang, quite some disdainful taste is in inside, but, an Shu foam is hard to hear.

"Dad heard that...