"Mom's stomach is still flat. Little Mei's mother's stomach is already like a big watermelon!"

Ze Meng reacted, shook his head, and sighed helplessly.

"Ze Yao, let's go do our homework. Didn't Teacher Xie Jia say that she was going to teach us how to do handicrafts to participate in the competition today? Your house hasn't been drawn up yet. Let's go …"

Yu Sheng's hand was suspended in mid-air. Shouldn't they be hugging her leg alone, sweetly ...