Mu Chu Di rubbed the small head of his teeth, and his eyes became more and more gentle: "call Grandpa, Grandpa helped us out before!"

"Grandpa?"

his teeth were askew and he thought about it, and soon he smiled a big smile. The milk voice and milk airway said: "Grandpa!"

he didn't recognize him at all. He went forward a few steps and came to Huo Nanfeng. Are you my father's father

Huo Nanfeng nodded, seemingly calm, and then grasped the newspaper's hand, but exposed his tension.

fearing that nodding would appear serious and difficult to approach, Huo Nanfeng continued: "yes, I am!"

stressed twice, so that the teeth can...