C57 He Was so Jealous That He Went Crazy

A sweet female voice drifted in his ears. Qiao Xinxian's hand, which was holding onto the spatula, trembled slightly.

"Aren't you two years old? Why are you saying you are three years old?"

He seemed to be asking casually, but in reality, his eyes were vertical. Only he knew how many ripples had been stirred up in his heart and how much struggle he had endured