C225 The Flames of Struggle
"That's reasonable. Why would they ignore it?" Zhang Han stopped his actions, walked to Mengmeng's side and hugged him, then extended his finger to lightly scratch Mengmeng's nose, and laughed: "Then let's go back to the mountain and play, okay?"
"Oh, okay, it's hot here." Mengmeng nodded obediently.
"Then let's go." Zhang Han said