Chen Tianming turned around and saw that it was the silver flower grandma with the silver flower on her head, old-fashioned and bent back.

grandma Hua looked at Chen Tianming with a smile and said, "little thing, where are you going?"

“…… #？ #＆……” Chen Tianming scolds in his heart. Seeing the old woman's posture, he doesn't want to let him go.

he quietly pretended to be depressed and said, "grandma, what do you mean? I'm free. Now I feel unwell, so I'm going to take a rest. Do you want to control my freedom and not let me go?"

grandma Yinhua let go of her hand and grabbed Chen...