C150 I Don't Want Your Money

Zhao Ping's son rubbed his eyes as he walked out. At this moment, both Zhao Ping and I were frozen in place, not daring to move an inch …

Zhao Ping's son was rubbing his eyes. After Zhao Ping recovered her wits, she quickly put on my coat and walked over to ask softly, "Son, what are you doing up?"

Zhao Ping's son said sleepily that he was going to pee