Two-faced (1)

The little girl in the room, who was wearing a light pink dress, seemed to be startled, and her body trembled slightly.

He turned around and looked at her in surprise.

Her clear eyes seemed to be a little panicked.

Yang pinfeng's face was imprinted with five palm prints, and he was cowering behind Lu Jinghong.

"Why are you hiding? You have such a huge body, do you expect her to be able to cover you?" The little girl pulled a long face, kicked him, and quickly climbed up the chair.

His face was still in a daze.

pinnacle, you're the son of the city Lord. How can you be scared by Lulu? " Lu Jinghong covered his mouth and laughed. There was no meaning in his words, he just asked casually.