C479 Disgusting woman

"Mu Ya, don't pick it. Your uncle gave it to you as a gift." Zhang Xiao hurriedly pulled Mu Ya's small hand back, but it was a little too late. Mu Ya had already plucked a flower, and after pulled her small hand back, she tilted her head and looked at Zhang Xiao twice.

To pick flowers, it's still as generous as ever.

She vaguely remembered the bouquet Uncle Gao had given to her mother