C690 You Love Me I Love You

Inside, there was a pile of small umbrellas that Jiaojiao had somehow acquired. Based on Pengcheng's experience, there were at least a hundred or more in that big bag.

His face turned a myriad of colors—blue, red, white, green—finally unable to hold back, he growled, "What do you need these for? Huh, what do you need these for? I've told you over and over, there's no risk of pregnancy