When he was a child, he also saw other children pulling hooks. When he was a monk, he was envious, but he was destroyed by Longjunzhao. Henceforth, Long Kaizhe no longer had such childish ideas.

Today, Yan Yan's little hand is facing his god. Long Kaizhe does not know what to do.

"Daddy!"

Yanyan didn't know about LongKaizhe's childhood, but thought that LongKaizhe wanted to play tricks and wrinkled his nose. She took LongKaizhe's big hand and forced her little finger to connect with LongKaizhe.

That soft finger, as if suddenly touched the heart of Long Kaizhe, warm.

"Hang on the hook, not change for a hundred years! Who changes...