Qin Yu put the photo frame back, turned around and looked at the small ball that had shrunk on the ground, frowning, “Are you so squeamish?”
There are blankets on the ground, so it won’t hurt if you fall.
Tessa didn’t speak, she was hungry and exhausted, the sequelae of Mongolian sweat medicine was still coming up, her head was a little dizzy, and she closed her eyes to ease.
From Qin Yu’s perspective, she felt that the girl had a bad look, with her cheeks bulging like a little pufferfish.
Qin Yu couldn’t help but smile. He didn’t understand why he was laughing. He said, “Smelly girl, don’t touch porcelain.”
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