Chapter 54 Uncle, will you forget me?

There have been a lot of glances coming around.

Mu Tianxing's little face was reddish, and he subconsciously hid in Ling Xian's arms. He didn't want others to see his little face.

Curly eyelashes, roots clearly shivering beneath the Lingling eyelids, each one like a small brush, tickling people's hearts.

Ling Xian's big hand wrapped around the back of her neck and took her shoes from the palm of her hand.

He took out a pure black silk handkerchief from his pocket, carefully picked up her little feet, helped her wipe the dust on the soles of her feet a little, and then...