C891 Fire Father and Son

Gu Donglee stretched out her hand to pinch his nose and said with a slight smile,

"Don't worry, it definitely isn't the noodles of the spring onion."

She was fully dressed and didn't have time to comb her hair into a bun. She only tied her head of black hair with a string.

The few strands of hair that fell on her forehead added a hint of mature charm to her elegant features