"How dare you ask your brother this year?"
Yu Zhibo Yin raised his head and looked up at the blond boy with a face full of flesh in front of him, and carefully studied his appearance.
After a brief pause in the six lines on his cheek, he looked directly into his opponent's wild eyes and asked in a sincere tone,
The golden horn stared at the frail Yu Zhibo. Unexpectedly, he was not afraid, but dared to ask his age aloud.
"Hum! I'm twelve this year!"
Immediately, he snorted, pointed to himself with his thick thumb, and replied in a muffled voice.
Huh? If you don't tell me that I still think you are thirty, you