Tang Xiaoxiao thinks she can be sure of one thing now - it's not her that Li Jianbei likes.

otherwise, how can I always mention Tang Xiaoxiao as a child?

his head is dim and heavy. Tang Xiaoxiao is buried in the quilt. For a moment, he feels like he is in a dream. When you grow up, I will marry you There is a tender voice, constantly ringing in my mind.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao." The voice finally dissipated and was replaced by a familiar low voice.

Tang Xiaoxiao opened his eyes in a daze, saw Li Jianbei, and suddenly said vaguely, "Uncle How can I have two uncles? "

Li...