C108 A Flower Picker in Winter(8)

In Lanting's study room, a little girl with two small hairbags and a red dot on her forehead was standing with her hands on her hips, shielding Yih Wushuang behind her. She was so angry that she looked like a drum.

"You guys are unreasonable! Our teacher said it wasn't Yih Wushuang, but you still wanted to catch him."

"That's right, that's right