Seeing her little pinkie being held in his hand, and curiously putting it under his nose, sniffing and rubbing, Yue Yaer's head suddenly boomed with a loud bang, and she almost fainted, and she couldn't help it for a moment.
I don't know where the courage came from. With a whoosh, I rushed forward, grabbed the bra from his hand, tucked it behind my back, and stammered: "This... is mine... my personal...
Items...don't touch them..."
Uncle Han immediately looked at her with cross-eyed eyes and said slowly: "It's not like you can't see the light, why are you so nervous?"