Two-faced (1)
The little girl in the room, who was wearing a light pink dress, seemed to be startled, and her body trembled slightly.
He turned around and looked at her in surprise.
Her clear eyes seemed to be a little panicked.
Yang pinfeng's face was imprinted with five palm prints, and he was cowering behind Lu Jinghong.
"Why are you hiding? You have such a huge body, do you expect her to be able to cover you?" The little girl pulled a long face, kicked him, and quickly climbed up the chair.
His face was still in a daze.
pinnacle, you're the son of the city Lord. How can you be scared by Lulu? " Lu Jinghong covered his mouth and laughed. There was no meaning in his words, he just asked casually.