"Dad, it's three changes. It's cold and cold at night. Take care of yourself You've got a lot of knife wounds. Don't make old diseases... "

"Hey -" Ling Dingjiang, like a obedient child, foolishly accepted his daughter's words and wiped the tears on his face with his hands, "sit down! The cake my father asked my nanny to make love to you. It will be ready in a moment! "

xueyin couldn't bear to contradict. Looking at Chai Xing on one side, he nodded gently to her. After the couple exchanged eyes, they went back to the flower hall. Ordering peaches made old lady Ling hold up.

Ling Dingjiang...