Xin Hailong felt that a mouthful of old blood had already used his throat.
Regardless of Xin Hailong’s face that is even more ugly than pig liver, Xin Xiaoxiao looked down at the little guy in front of him again, stretched out his hand and slammed his forehead vigorously, “Little thing, don’t scream, you call my grandma, then Mom calls my mother to call grandma too.”
Xin Hailong: “…”
Did he ruin the universe in his previous life?
With his hands behind him, he clenched his fists tightly, abruptly suppressing the urge to hit Xin Xiaoxiao.
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