"Grandma, you're Yingluo!"
Just as ruan Mengmeng was about to jump up and retort, her tyrant grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back.
Li junyu held the young girl in his arms before he looked up at Madame ruan with his dark, phoenix-like eyes.
His thin lips parted slightly, and he spat out a word in an extremely indifferent tone, " "So noisy."
"What?" Madame ruan's eyes widened. She thought she had heard wrong.
She was an elder, yet this pretty boy only replied with one word after she said so much.
'Noisy'?
He actually dared to say that about her!
The curve on li junyu's lips turned even colder, and a hint of impatience flashed past his eyes."It seems that Madame ruan is really old. Not only is her brain not working well, but even her hearing has deteriorated. I said ... You ... Are ... Very ... Noisy."
His deep and cold voice was mixed with coldness.