His lips trembled, and his face contorted into a grimace, like he had just eaten something disgusting.,At this moment, Wu Sansheng wore the expression of a grumpy old man and looked at Xiaoshan Qing. With some disdain in his voice, he smiled:,He paused, chewing on his cheese stick, blinked a few times and then sprang up from the shoulder of his Uncle Three, saying in a sweet voice:。