C242 True Love

Hua Yao replied to me in a low voice. Fortunately, she did not recognize my voice and said: "Your voice is very low. You must be louder than me. You must be an uncle!"

I nearly vomited blood after hearing it. My voice was very young and tender. It was the standard of fresh meat. How did he look like an uncle? Hua Yao, you really have no taste.

I looked at Xiao Yuechan and she laughed. "You see