Bamboo Horse Bamboo Horse

"Yan Yi, Yan Yi, look, look, look." "What?" The young man turned around and a big palm covered his face. "Haha, I noticed it before. You have such a small face. Now I know what the palm-sized face in the book looks like." Nan Mo showed a mischievous smile. Yan Yi remained motionless in this position, taking a deep breath and telling herself not to argue with fools. Don't get angry with fools. It's not worth it. Being angry is not good for the liver, so you can't... Yan Yi brushed off the claws covering his face and kicked him viciously. He would be a fool not to get angry. "Are you mentally retarded? Don't even look at how big your claws are." Speaking of this, Yan Yi was also very confused. He obviously ate the same food when he grew up. Why was Nan Mo's figure becoming more and more mature, like a real adult, while he was like a child. You were always bullied by him. Even if you were a child before, why can't you escape from this man's clutches when you grow up? Intention: To strive towards the set goal