Mother Zhao smiled even more happily, "How tall is you?"

Zhao Yao didn't reply to her head-on this time, and his eyes didn't run away, he looked at his mother with a happy smile and asked, "Do you like to be tall?"

"I don't like it, it's definitely better to be taller, where are the genes. ”

When Zhao Yao heard this, he immediately shook his head into a rattle, "But it's short, it is estimated that it is not even one meter five." ”

Mother Zhao wrinkled her eyebrows when she heard this, "No, don't you say it's a fitness coach, now the coach is so short?"

Zhao Yao glanced at his mother weakly, "I know this, it's quite short anyway, it's like a minor when you walk with me." ”

Mother Zhao's brows tightened even tighter, and she muttered

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