Luo tianlin's face darkened as he watched his grandfather's performance.
The old man had retired for many years and had been idle at home. It was obvious that he had read a lot of useless things on the internet.
"It's time to cut off the internet at home."
He lowered his voice and got out of the car with suzerain in his arms.
Old master Luo's smile froze. ran ran, let's talk this out. Don't hit me.
Luo tianlin pursed his thin lips and decided not to reason with the old man.
After a while, no matter how deep her sleep was, she was woken up by the noise.
She took a second to see the wet mark on the man's shoulder, and her small face instantly turned red.
"Maybe my wound is too painful, so I cried."
She opened her mouth.
She would never admit that she was the one who drooled.
