Now, Wen Jing finally understood why Zhouzhou called him "Sharp Tongue Uncle." Because he really had a big mouth now. What kind of antennae? It's amazing that he could come up with such an idea.
Sure enough, Zhouzhou's little face tightened, and she touched her own bun angrily, glaring at him, "You're the one who's gone moldy!"
She's a human, not a potato. How could she sprout? Sharp Tongue Uncle is the most annoying.
Thinking this, Zhouzhou jumped off the car and hugged Qin Lie's leg, pouting and looking at him pitifully, hesitating, "Dad, do I really look moldy like this?"
"No," Qin Lie shook his head without any principles, pinching her hair end and soothingly said, "It's very auspicious."
That's right!
Zhouzhou's little chest puffed up instantly. She's absorbing the wealth of the world!
She made a face at Ye Lingfeng and said, "Sharp Tongue Uncle, you really have no taste."