C80 Foster Ball

Peng Fucheng looked down at her and said with a slightly hoarse voice, "Nice name, Little Dan."

Meng Faangyi looked at him in horror. If I give you a name for a dog, can I also make you lose your temper? Are you feeling the same thing? "You are indeed a beast …"

Peng Fucheng rubbed her hair and kissed her on the forehead