C212 He Was Throwing a Tantrum

However, the lamp in Wang Xiuxiu's hand suddenly lit up.

Just now, she thought that Mao Xiaojun, a little rascal, was walking so slowly. Perhaps it was because the sky was too dark and she could not see the road, so she was afraid of falling.

"Aunt, turn off the lamp. If someone finds out, then it will be troublesome."

Just now