He hummed coldly again, rolled his eyes at the three people next to him, and his face was filled with displeasure.
The little boy was in love for the first time, and Gu Qingli can not hit him.
She hurriedly converged her smile, hugged Qiuqiu in her arms, and whispered, "We can save Xiaomei with our own actions. When we have time, Mommy will throw a party at home and invite all the children in your class to play with you at home. When that time comes, let Xiaomei taste my dishes, Xiaomei will certainly take the initiative to make friends with you."
"Are you so confident in your craftsmanship?" Xi Moxiao disappointed her at this time.
But he got the same white eyes from mother and son.
Obviously, none of them wanted to hear him say that.
Qiuqiu nodded, and his eyes turned twice and he said very seriously, "But I just want Xiaomei to come alone. Mommy, you are a public figure. If they know who you are, it will be very troublesome."