"Hey hey, this, Xiaoxia, where I am as bad as you think, we are honest people, to look on the bright side, which will steal." The cold son grinned.

"Think of you beautifully." Zixia's small mouth pouts, voice.

Hanzi felt the refreshing spirit of the falling waterfall from the sky. Even he had the impulse to rush into the pool and swim freely. He could not help but blurt out, "Xiaoxia is better washed with us."

"It's not a bad person, go to you, who washes with you, get out of here." Zixia pushed away angrily.

Hanzi looked at the clear water of the pool and reluctantly walked to a...