"Xiaoxiao, come here." Tang Xiaoxiao was playing games with Feng Zhiran. He was called by Li Jianbei.

"uncle, what do you want me to do?" Tang Xiaoxiao held the game handle and glued his eyes to the screen and refused to move: "Hey, how can you run around anyway? Stupid or not, I'm going to die. "

at the table a few steps away, Li Jianbei's face was almost black.

Lu Chang narrowed his eyes and smiled happily: "you said that Tang Xiaoxiao listened to you very much, Jianbei? Now why... A little bit of a face. "

even Jiang Han is deliberately straining his face, trying to make himself...