C917 But Hold Tight

He weighed it and frowned slightly. "Why are you so thin?"

Lin Wenwen wrapped his arms around his neck, but didn't feel like there was any problem. "I've always been like this."

"In the future, let Uncle Li cook more delicious food." Su Hang walked very slowly, and there weren't many people on the road.

The summer evening wind was very cool, gently brushing past them