Lu xiuche cursed Yue tingfeng eighteen times in his heart and snorted.
He wanted to hug her too. He wanted to hold qingsi's little hand!
Yue tingfeng was such a miser. He was really too much. He did not even allow qingsi to speak to him.
How was this an elder brother? he was even more controlling than his own father.
Lu xiuche looked at qingsi's chubby little face and felt an itch in his heart. Whenever Yue tingfeng was not around, he would definitely pinch qingsi's little face.
Yue tingfeng's phone suddenly rang. He pulled it out and saw that it was you Yi. He must have noticed the strong winds and wanted to bring them home.
"Hello, uncle you ..."
"Where are you two? are you going home? I'm at the entrance of qingsi's school. "
The wind howled through the phone. You Yi's voice was scattered by the wind. He was outside.
