A pair of big, watery eyes glared at Lu Yunxiao with hatred and anger.
But with her little strength, how could she shake Lu Yunxiao's hand?
Lu Yunxiao grabbed Ying Huanhuan's face with both hands, acting recklessly.
From time to time, Ying Huanhuan's small mouth would pout and whine non-stop.
Ying Huanhuan pulled hard, but unfortunately it didn't work, and her heart grew more and more sad and indignant.
"Ni... Peptide... the country is crazy."
Ying Huanhuan has a small face with anger
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