seeing that they were about to reach their destination, the little secret treasure held his little hand and the two of them stood still. she pursed her small lips and in the next second, she looked at him pitifully. her small expression looked like she was about to cry. she asked him, " little monster, why don't you talk to me more? are you angry with me? "
Could it be that he blamed her for not contacting him for the past six months?
When the little monster heard this, he was stunned. He did not know what to say and quickly shook his head. no, no.
"Then why do I have to ask you? Don't you miss me?"
Little treasure pouted his little mouth, looking aggrieved. His eyes were red as he asked directly.
The little monster's face instantly turned red at her question. His lips moved, and after a long time, he finally blurted out, " yes.
How could he not want to? he wanted to, he wanted to go crazy.
