"I don't!" Jiang Han lowered his voice and shouted.

"ah, sit down quickly." Seeing that they were still dawdling, Tang Xiaoxiao said hello.

Jiang Han stubbornly clenched his wrist, bit his teeth, and scolded him in the bottom of his heart, which made him sit down.

after a few people sat down, they were too lazy to take care of Jianghan, so they simply gave their attention to the little group.

"Xiao Tuan gave his uncle a smile!" Feng Zhiran sandwiched a chicken leg into a small bowl and teased him.

Xiaotuan was very angry: "you are so childish." A drumstick makes him laugh. Hum, he's not joking.

Feng, naive...