Qin ruoyi listened to Qin Muchen's straightforward words, and his heart was sour, and he was stunned, but he smiled far fetched, and said softly, "is it not good for his mother to hold the stick? You see it's too hot for uncle to hold you. He's sweating all over his head. "

"but..." Qin Muchen looks at Nie Mingyu, who is similar to himself, with a small face. He is reluctant to give up his handsome face.

everyone else has a father holding high, and he actually wants to, but as soon as he says it, his mother looks guilty, and he gradually stops saying it.

Nie Mingyu's heart...