"Mommy, I'm not an anthomaniac. As my uncle said just now, I really like Uncle Zhiyuan. You don't want to beat Mandarin ducks, do you?" Xin Yan stood up, pouting small mouth, wronged to say.

 

When Yang Shuting heard her say this, she was in distress situation!

 

Ling Weihao, sitting on the sofa, felt very funny and couldn't help laughing. He hugged Xin Yan and said, "Like is like, just like I like your mommy so much."

 

"Look, my uncle is on my side. You can't object anyway." Xin Yan saw her uncle standing on her side and immediately said.

 

"You can continue to commit anthomaniac there!" Yang Shuting stared...