- inside the room-
chi cheng was sitting on a chair, facing two people. he was small, with short arms and legs. his feet could not touch the ground, and he swayed in the air. his eyes were clean, innocent, and he even pretended to adjust his collar.
he glared at jiang duanyan.
he actually pulled off my clothes?
he was too rough!
his arms were short, so he couldn't straighten them. his expression seemed a little irritable.
chi sunian lifted her leg and kicked the leg of the person beside her. she was anxious. what should he do?
jiang duanyan didn't have any experience dealing with children, and he didn't expect him to be here. he was also thinking about how to shut him up.
if he didn't keep his mouth shut, he would probably ...
he could only sew it up.
neither of them spoke. chi cheng shrugged. " are you trying to shut me up? "
" xiao cheng, the relationship between me and him is not what you think it is. "
