"Milk, what's the metaphor?"

"The analogy is an analogy, just like what my grandmother just said, our brother Liang has a good two-petal little fart, and if you bump it hard, it will be turned into eight petals."

"Oh." Brother Liang didn't seem to understand, but he didn't ask any more.

The sky finally dawned, and the two little girls woke up.

The three children were curious about the little car they were sitting in, why it was so beautiful, they had never seen it before.

"Jin Liangyu" Chapter 54 Everyone is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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