My heart is empty. I want to fill it again quickly. Holding up the white son, the word "Ba" is settled, and then holding the black son, carefully pondering. After the death of her mother, she often plays her time when she is bored.

"Xia, I don't want to live if my baby has a long and short life. Our mother and I will die together Wow, my bitter daughter... " After a while of cold cursing and scolding, Xia Feng was holding the book as if he hadn't heard it. He was worried and angry. He simply took up the whip and flew over.

Xia Feng can't dodge. A...