"Hum, Aunt Zhang, you have changed."

"I'm not your favorite baby anymore."

the teeth came out from behind the flute. The face of the bun was bulging, and it looked cute.

Aunt Zhang just found her teeth. She quickly explained, "young master, why didn't I see you just now?"

although Aunt Zhang's attention is attracted by her baby, she can't ignore the existence of teeth.

but listening to the jealous tone, Aunt Zhang felt a sense of guilt.

the black and white eyes of the teeth turned, and there was a shred of cunning.

"hum, baby is always there. Aunt Zhang, you don't love me anymore, so you can't see...