Chapter 135 His help

At 9:00 p.m., Miyagi bathed the little fellow as usual, and a man was at home, as if the atmosphere was different, inexplicably, her heart seemed to have stabilized a lot.

Cheng Li-yue went back to her room to finish her drawings. Now her desk in her room was full of her drawings. She sat on some messy desks and buried herself in her work.

Unconsciously, it's late at night.

Cheng Li-yue looked back at the time. It was ten o'clock. Did his son sleep?

She put down her pen, got up and went out. She saw her son's door closed, and there was a lamp...