C304 Euphorbidiae of infantile pickling

"Impossible, no …" It's not like that, I won't listen, I won't listen …! It was your wild guess. "

Xiang Xiang held her head, covering her ears, and desperately shook her head.

I hastily rushed over to hold the berserk Xiang Xiang, and said seriously: "Xiang Xiang, don't worry, listen carefully, you are innocent. You are the same as the ghost villagers here