The little milk bag was spoiled by six big guys
Reborn as a four-and-a-half-year-old milk group, the eldest sister of the organization with many vests had a miserable life and had to hug her handsome grandfather's thighs.
I never thought that she had just become the little sweetheart of Master Fu and Mrs. Fu, but the six domineering uncles couldn't tolerate her little pitiful.
While investigating the truth of his murder, the milk group had to outwit six bigwig uncles just to create a harmonious family atmosphere.
At first, the uncles kept shouting about the little yellow monkey, and then chased the milk ball and shouted baby bumps.
Uncle: My heroine can only be my sweet pomelo!
Second uncle: Which of you can be as smart as my sweet pomelo!
Third uncle: I make money just to raise sweet pomelo!
Fourth uncle: How can I have the sweet grapefruit fragrance in love!
The fifth uncle pulled the little uncle who repaired the little bully in the kindergarten and shouted: There is only one little princess, which is sweet pomelo!