"Grandma." Ye Shui-ink jumped over happily, and several mud footprints were stepped on the floor.

Fu Fengyi couldn't read it, and immediately asked Montaigne to take her to the bathroom. "Must wash well, and let Doctor Duan come, the child's immunity is poor, maybe sick."

"old lady." Ding Dacheng thought it was a bit of a fuss. "It's all right. Children just want to run and jump. It used to be like this. Nothing happened."

"Ink and wash her grandfather," Fu Fengyi was a little unhappy. "Ink and wash was raised in my mouth when I was young. It was not touched by any bitter or dirty things, and she...