"Who taught this?" Coldly, Nuo raised his eyebrows and looked at the three big men.

Cheng Haidong spread his hands out, with an expression unrelated to him. He rocked his fart and ran after him. He picked up Ling Qile and gave him an encouraging thumbs up.

Mu Chongfeng sees the sneer Nuo staring at him. He pours saliva into his mouth, "it can't be me."

"I don't teach children these things." Zeng Zihang also shrugged his shoulders. "I guess he learned from watching TV dramas with his aunt. He's so smart."

a slap on the forehead is also the only way for these adults to learn what they see...