Zeng Zihang holds up his glasses and flushes Jichen to smile. He lifts Ling Qile up and puts it on his neck. "Lele, how about going to the second dad's house and sleeping with him tonight?"

"good or not!" Ling Qile clapped his hands happily. "Lele likes two dads best."

this is red fruit's show off and satire. Ling Jichen's face is as brown as soy.

"no way! I'm still not going. " After patting his hands, Ling Qi shook his head, stared at Ling Jichen's purple face and said, "I want to protect mommy from being bullied."

"don't worry, son. Your mommy is covered with thorns. No one can...