Yue Ya'er swallowed hard, withdrew her eyes, squinted at him and said, "Uncle, if there are clothes for you to wear, you should be snickering and being picky, so just go out shirtless." She said.
How could she have the money to buy him high-end goods? All the clothes she wore were from roadside stalls, okay?
"Huh?" Are you brave enough to tease him? Han Che made a whoosh sound, and the figure leaned in front of her like a ghost, staring at her evilly with golden eyes.
