Lin Deshan, "..." Did I imagine that eyeroll?
In the end, Lin Deshan looked at Lin Yuelan with hope in his eyes.
Lin Yuelan was speechless.
In order to comfort this playful old man, Lin Yuelan had no choice but to put little white through some suffering.
"Little white, let Uncle Lin touch you." Her tone was commanding.
After receiving Lin Yuelan's order, Little White's big eyes immediately revealed a look of grievance.
'Didn't she say that she wouldn't let anyone get close to me?'
Lin Yuelan just smiled and looked at Little White.
Little White walked to Lin Deshan, feeling wronged. It looked at Lin Deshan with its sharp eyes, which seemed to be filled with disgust and slight grievance.
However, looking at little White's aggrieved and accusing eyes, Lin Deshan's heart itched even more.
He didn't care whether Little White really hated him or not. He would touch it first.
