The man came to her and leaned over to pick her up. "What do you... What do you want?"

the man could not help smiling, bowed his head, pointed her nose, and said in a low voice, "of course, it's dry..."

Butong didn't need to think about it, but he also knew that he wanted to say "you", a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly extended, "honey, don't do it at night, OK? In the daytime, the impact is not good. "

"little girl, what's going on in your mind all day long, huh?" The man frowned and looked at her helplessly. "What I want to say is, of course, I'm...