We are relatives who cannot be reached with eight poles.
Mute: "Hey, hey, hey, hurry up, I'm willing to admit defeat, hurry up and call... Mom
Xiao Jiu, whose face was filled with black lines, said: "I haven't even been called aunt, why should I call you...
Mute: If I don't call you, kowtow to me.
Xiaojiu: Then should I use a piece of dogtail grass to make a ring?
Xiaojiu: You traitors, whoever kicked me, let me catch you and beat you to death. . He straightened up and knelt down
A group of friends dispersed