"Ha ha... food and clothing parents?"

This is the funniest joke that Fu Zhiyue heard from childhood to adulthood. He told him in front of him that others were his food and clothing parents and his food and clothing parents. It was ridiculous and ridiculous.

Fu Zhimei let go of me, bent down to wipe the tears on my face, and touched my stomach again.

"Oh, wait for me, these annoying flies will drive them away at once, okay?"

"Well, good."

I nodded obediently, stood alone, and Zheng Jie immediately stood in front of me. I admitted that I was despicable once, but I had to defend my rights, dignity...