"What? What? What do you call me?" Chen Jiu was surprised that the water was so low, and he was shocked.

"Daddy, you're my dad. Help me. I really can't live without peaches!" The water is so depressed that it seems extremely lonely and helpless.

"This..." Chen Jiu is silly-eyed. Listening to the cries of the same color of water, and thinking about his entanglement with the God of water, he seems to think that this matter has been settled as a matter of course.

At this moment, Chen Jiu's sense of guilt was somehow alleviated. This voice was called to his heart. Although he was unwilling to admit it,...