C512 I Am Not a Little Lame Man

In the end, it really was Shi Zuonan who dealt with it.

After about a quarter of an hour, Gu Xian was still sitting in the car. He saw a group of dirty mud balls rolling towards him from afar.

"Dad!"

"..."

The dirt covered up his son's small, fair, and tender face.

Even his short hair was covered in a thick layer of mud