"er What am I going to do next? " Tang Xiaoxiao looks at a bunch of balloons in front of her eyes, a little confused.

"Miss, I'm familiar with your voice." The boy who said he was Zhou Fang smiled and asked, "why do you cover your face so tightly?"

Tang Xiaoxiao's face was stiff, and he immediately cleared his throat: "cough, I have a cold recently, I'm afraid of infecting others."

"Oh." Zhou Fang laughs and doesn't get tangled up.

"I'm going to hold you, and then I'm going to take a bamboo stick in my mouth and poke 30 balloons in front of me in a prescribed time."...