Chapter 2613, I don't want it!

Looking at her daughter's wound will heal automatically, and the mood of admiration is somewhat complicated.

He stretched out his hands and held Saint Ning's little body in his arms. "Baby, you are a fairy."

In her mind, when she was learning to speak, she was carrying a small basket, wearing a small skirt, stepping on red shoes, picking flowers on the grass and saying that she was a fairy.

Everything at that time was vivid.

"We're one by one." There's a little heat in our eyes. "It's really a fairy."

Saint Ning felt strange too. She looked at her wound which healed automatically....