C35 The Spirit of the Eight Trigrams will Never Die

"What little devil! That's me, eldest grandson, your mother, grandson! You are my nephew, you are not allowed to say anything more, little devil! " Mrs. Gu had been paying attention to Lyi Xiaoxiao on the television. However, when she heard Gu Zhancheng describe her, she immediately pulled a long face and glared at Gu Zhancheng unhappily.

Mrs. Gu's words were like an iron stick