Seeing him nodding his head and agreeing, Qiu Jiayi was happy to blossom, and the smile around his mouth became more and more brilliant.

Joy plunged into his arms, smiling like flowers, with shining apricot eyes and infinite tenderness. Once in a while, he took the initiative to print a kiss on his thin lips and hung his shy head in his arms.

"Hurry up."

Sheng Lingyao raised her eyebrows with doubts and wondered what she was doing at the moment.

"..." Autumn Jiayiyu plug, a little red face, do not know whether it is urgent or angry.

He's so active. Why does he act like an elm knot instead?...