"Sister takes you to play." Out of the unique maternal glory of women, Ye Shui-ink was able to do everything in his power. The little boy seemed to like the sister very much and laughed very happily.

In the kitchen, Ye Miao put his arms around the pillar and leaned against the pillar. "How are you today?"

Nangong is waving a kitchen knife to scale the fish, and casually replies, "She has been away for three years, I have come out, but today she died, thank you very much for coming to see me, if she knows, it will be very happy."

Ye Zhao raised his eyebrows. "I just came...