How Old Am I This Year?

"No, you want to snatch my oranges again!"

Mo An held the orange with both hands and carefully protected it in front of his chest, refusing to give it to Feng Yi.

"What do you mean by snatching? This is clearly my orange."

Feng Yi reached out to grab Mo An's hand.

"No, this is mine!"

Moan struggled and refused to give it to her.

"What's yours is mine."

".."

Serena moved away from the two childish people playing on the sofa and pushed the wheelchair to the window.

The ringtone rang for a long time, so long that it was about to hang up automatically. Only then did Ma Feng pick up.

"Serena?"

Ma Feng was really surprised to suddenly receive a call from Serena. The two of them had not contacted each other for a while.

"Ma Feng, are you in the tiger beastman base now? I want to ask you something."

Serena's tone was a little anxious.

"Yes, I'm a tiger beastman."