I picked up Tuanzi and looked at my grandson. During that period of time, I felt that he smiled less and was more energetic.

"He is indeed a bad guy. There is no such place in a decent family."

Tuanzi was stunned by the silence and stretched his neck to look around.

My bestie’s birthday is today. I feel so sad when I think about how he is all alone while others are celebrating his birthday.

The wealthy and generous Tuanzi shook her fat head, and the big butterfly under her head flapped its wings, looking very lively.

Mr. Tang glared at his grandson angrily: "Why did he scare you?"

Tang Ci Yan had his arms folded across his chest the whole time, leaning against the door frame, watching the old man and the young man playing.

Your father said that you used to be shorter than him, the shortest.

The banquet was held in a separate banquet hall.

So the road doesn't seem desolate.

"Oh, why does your dear grandson look so bad?"

Shu Linli stretched out his hand to the old man: "Grandpa, hold me. Go over there. It's not far away."

Ye Zhoushan tiptoed back, with a shifty look in his eyes, not at all shabby.

Old Master Tang patted the big thing in his arms, and couldn't help but sigh at how small the world is and how little wonder there is.

Tang Ci Yan smacked his lips in disappointment. Obviously, Fu Man and I were the protagonists today, but in the end, we were reduced to being the dangerous ones.

The road I took led to the forbidden garden at the back. What was done outside was basically something that the Tang family saw as being in the open, so no one was allowed to go there.

Neither Youzuo nor the others went to the bodyguard room.

“Grandpa, the time difference is short, you guys go out first.”

"Huh?"

Even Ye Zhoushan could hear it clearly and didn't understand it at all.

"Fuman, be good." Tuanzi puffed out his chest and behaved very well.

Between a pair of glasses with gold lenses and a gold waist chain, the old man chose the gold waist chain.

The Tang family owns a large estate.

Ye Zhoushan walked further and further away, and felt a chill on his back.

The squeaky monkey was tiptoeing nearby, and it also wanted to go over.

The old man smiled and said, "I know, play, most of it is his."

There are no low trees to block the view, so it is difficult for first-time visitors to tell the direction.