"Sixth brother, please come up, eldest brother, take off the rear." Wuyou came behind Song Yu and held Song Yu tightly with his little hands.
"I'm not telling you, why do you let Brother Song Liu go up all the time? You are the boss yourself, why don't you go?" Qian Yulan rolled her eyes and expressed her disgust at Wuyou's shamelessness.
"Little brat, what do you know? This is called making good use of talents. You are not even as good as Song Liudi's fingers."
"What did you say, country bumpkin? You are the brat, and your whole family is a brat!"
"Little brat, little brat, little brat..."
