"Guess what is ahead, An An." Jun Yao was in a good mood and happily played the puzzle of An An.

“A place to sell milk?”

Jun Yao shook his head, "No."

"ice cream……?"

Shaking his head again, "No."

"yogurt?"

Shake your head...

"Pure milk?"

Shake your head...

“Fruit milk?”

Jun Yao wondered, "An An, what is that..." Why haven't I heard of fruity milk? "And, it's not milk, didn't I say it? So it's something else." He blinked.

"Fruit-flavored milk... is fruit-flavored juice." An An shook her head, looking simple.

Jun Yao fainted..., "An An, you are so bullying..."

Feelings are juice, what kind of fruity milk!

"But, An An didn't eat before, keep guessing."

"It's not for food, so let's not go..." An An said cutely in distress.

"An An, you have short hair for the first time when you met?" Jun Yao said, "It seems to be long now, very cute." Jun Yao praised, and he took it without waiting for An An to answer.

An An pouted, "What?"

Why do everyone like to say that her hair is, "Is it bad for long hair?" But Sister Mo Liang said it looks better, what... it seems to be feminine.

"Mo'er can't say it well, I'm going to cut it off." An An muttered, as if he was reluctant.

In fact, she misunderstood Liu Ximo...
Chapter completed!