C124 Small Follower

Huixiong widened his eyes. He really wanted someone to explain to him what was going on.

How could Mengdieh, who had always been alone and had never heard of anything, know this good-for-nothing?

Hu Yiming ruffled Huo Mengmeng's hair and smiled. "Will you be twenty next March?" "He's already an adult, but he still likes to cry so much!"

Huo Mengmeng quickly pushed Hu Yiming away