Beloved little goldf

Su Wanwan sat on the office chair with a cloth bag bigger than herself in her small hands, waving her little legs in the air one by one.,Having grown up in the village, he had never seen such fierce police before. He was so frightened that he trembled with fear.,Year squinted his eyes, in a blink, an icy chill swept over him from all directions, piercing through his tattered coat and invading his entire being. Gradually, it stole away his warmth.。