C223 The Blame of the Crowd

"I, I, I've been sitting here since a long time ago. Why are you so full of yourself? " the chubby little girl said unhappily, pouting her pink cheeks.

Peng Beibei snorted at her and replied with a loud voice: "You're saying my fart, your fart is the fart." How dare he speak ill of him, hmph, you don't even look at this smelly little girl, he, Peng Beibei, is that soft persimmon