"Who can't stand it, I'm just worried about your needle-eye!" The mother and son are full of frost.

"Chief, if you really care about me, give me your steamed bun to eat!" Chen Jiu took another look at the mother-child frost.

"You... Who cares about you, and dare to talk nonsense, I really don't spare you! " Son and mother frost end is angry enough, you a small clan teacher actually delusional to eat their own steamed bread, it is simply wishful thinking! 65

"Chief, if you want to go, you can go. I'll keep it for a while!" Chen Jiu did not argue, but devoted himself wholeheartedly to it....