"Have you grown up?" How did Chi Xiaoman look at him when he was a child, white, beautiful, arrogant and lovely, poking at her, she held Qiao Ning's face with both hands, "Then why do I look at you more cutely?"

"Then you can take a closer look", Qiao Ning snorted unhappily, put his face on Chi Xiaoman's face, and bit her lip, "Look at it again?"

"It's too close to see clearly", Chi Xiaoman's voice was much lower, his hands wrapped around Qiao Ning's neck, I have to say that the familiar place …