Moved (4)
Sure enough, di Ling 'er stopped moving. She was afraid that she would tear his wound if she moved.
bei Zhi, " the girl's big eyes flickered slightly, and she said with a smile, " let me ask you a question.
"What?"
"How old are you this year?"
"i think yingying has lived for ten thousand years."
Ten thousand years?
“……”
The young girl was dumbfounded. This guy was ten thousand years old? Then wouldn't he be an old cow eating young grass?
she was only sixteen this year.
"Bei Zhi, what should I call you in the future? uncle? grandfather? Old grandpa? Or the great ancestor of Xuanji? Oh, right, you're still an old virgin."
Bei Zhi's face immediately darkened.
He hugged the little girl in his arms tightly and laughed coldly. "Little girl, you're being naughty again, huh? Even the old grandpa? I'm that old?"