Rise of the Humble O

“Little Piglet, Little Piglet, it's time to go home. Be careful, or your mother will beat you until you cry.”,How can I feel a chill at the back of my thigh as if there's a wind blowing Could it be that my short legs have moved at lightning speed,“Ouch, Mother! I won't dare again.” Zhu Ping’an took the egg and pretended to yelp in pain.。