Looking at Zhang Tingting's round eyes, tenderness had to sigh again.

"Yanyan! Speak well!" It's my aunt. Look at the clothes she wears, bright colors, now are all the elderly people like to wear bright colors of clothes, our teacher said that the elderly cross the road slowly, wearing bright clothes can let drivers see this morning, thereby preventing and reducing the occurrence of car accidents. Now the younger people are, the more they like to wear plain clothes."

Yanyan argued, but he pumped some of Zhang Tingting's breath.

The stinky boy now not only says he's an aunt, but also directly means she's an old person!

How on earth...