C976 Father Is a Pretty Boy

Outside, on top of the jujube tree, someone was watching everything that was happening in the room and shaking his head.

Fu Duoduo leaned against a tree trunk and knocked on the door with a handful of melon seeds in her hand. Seeing that Xiao Xiaoliu had really gone to sleep, she couldn't help but laugh.

"He didn't do it. At least he knows his own limits." Under the tree, Shen Xu