C96 Trust Him

"Gu Huaimo, you're a dog! My hand hurts from the bite!" She cried in a low voice. At night, she was sitting on a wooden horse. She was smiling very happily at the lights in the sky. No matter what, he refused to sit on it. He said he would watch her sit at the bottom.

She felt like she was a princess, not a girl. She was not a gray-haired girl either.

"Take a photo for me." Wei Zi shouted