C1335 Heterosexual margin

"Enough, enough. Bebe, stop crying!" Wen Quanxi laughed and said: "Xiao Ting is just joking! "Right, Little Ting."

Seeing that Aunt Wen had given him a way out, Song Yeting could only nod his head and mutter, "En."

"Our children are all in the same class. We'll take care of each other more often in the future