But Tang Guihua came forward and pinched Luo Yang's ear.
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid?" Tang Guihua sneered.
An Yuying saw it all and felt it in her heart.
"Guihua, don't twist so hard, Niu Zai will get hurt," An Yuying pleaded.
Once inside the house, Tang Guihua still hadn't let go.
"Sister Guihua, be gentle," Luo Yang begged.
"I'll twist until it hurts enough for you to not dare to lie to me," Tang Guihua said with a laugh.
Fortunately, she didn't pull hard.
Several large shopping bags were placed on the chair, all filled with clothes.
"Squad leader, please do me a favor. Could you help me deliver some gifts?" Luo Yang asked with a smile.
"No way," Hong Jiaxin dropped the words and clomped upstairs.
Tang Guihua twisted Luo Yang's ear with even more force.
"Thinking of reneging?" Tang Guihua sneered.
"Sister Guihua, no, be gentle," Luo Yang said with a sly smile.
Giving gifts was not Luo Yang's strong suit.
He didn't know what to say when he met them.