"Don't pretend to be a pervert! Even a three-year-old child can eat it!" The miniature Leng Yejin deliberately put on a stern face. His young and tender laughter was filled with a profound sense of reproach. He grabbed her hair with his little fingers and pulled it forcefully. what does it feel like to be a perverted three-year-old baby? come over and tell your husband!
Oh my God, if the adult version of Leng Yejin had said that to her, she would have been shy and her ears would have turned red.
If the young and tender Xiao Ye were to say this to her, she would be so embarrassed that she would be unable to show her face. She felt that she should be cut into pieces. How wretched was it to not even let a child off?
Tong Lu rolled out of bed and scurried to the bathroom. She closed the door.
The miniature Leng Yejin stretched lazily and continued to sleep. He had a good night's sleep last night. He could catch up on some sleep.