Ruan Mengmeng looked at her and tilted her head. that's enough. Don't cry anymore. Yueyue is really fine. You can leave.
Little red,"but Yingluo."
Ruan Mengmeng smiled, revealing her beautiful and cute dimples.
"It's nothing, but ran ran, look at Wang Ma, didn't she not say anything?"
Ruan Mengmeng turned around.
Still crouching, he looked at mother Wang, whose mouth had already opened into the shape of an egg and whose face was still filled with shock.
"Don't you think so, Wang Ma?" ruan Mengmeng asked nonchalantly.
Mother Wang was stunned for a few seconds before she suddenly took a deep breath and hurriedly nodded."Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, young miss is right. Yingluo, you should go down. Don't kneel here, it's cold."
As she spoke, mother Wang even walked up to Xiao Hong and helped her up.
Her smile was sincere and considerate, but in reality, she was extremely vexed.
Aiyo, looking at her memory, she was really getting old and useless.
