Please, Give Me Back the Spicy Strips

Xie Xize suddenly remembered what the spicy stick had said-whenever she cried, he would feel sad!

Now, he finally understood.

When she cried, he was really sad.

The softest part of his heart was burning with pain from her tears!

Mo Yangyang was so afraid of him, but she did not care about anything and came over. It could only be because of the child, so ... The child…Something happened?

Xie Xize's heart skipped a beat and he quickly patted Mo Yangyang's back. "“.. Let go first, this ... Like ... I can't help it... Speak ..."

Mo Yangyang's rationality was almost gone at this moment. She bit her lip in anger, grievance, and hatred. Her red eyes were filled with tears as she stared at Xie Xize.

In the end, she let go of him. She used the back of her hand to rub her face so hard that it turned red.

Xie Xize covered his neck and coughed twice before sitting up. ""Don't cry first. What's wrong with the Spicy Strips?"