Rise of the Humble O

It was getting late, he had to hurry home or else he would be scolded. Zhu Ping'an took big strides down the slope, running towards home.,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,"Phooey, you're only five," Chen lowered her head and looked at her five-year-old son as he said this, a strange feeling of amusement washing over her. Her youngest son, with his energetic and lively nature, was much more spirited than his older brother.。