C3589 White Fox Young Lord

The corner of Ning Caichen's mouth twitched. He never thought that a beauty would hold a grudge. What was this thing called? Wasn't it scolding people on purpose?

"It's better to call me grandpa!" Ning Caichen chuckled.

"You're still talking." Yanhuang Qing'er said coquettishly as she twisted the softest spot on Ning Caichen's waist.

Ning Caichen grimaced in pain. He thought to himself