The cold words Nuo really can't help, shoulders straight.

"Mommy, the baby wants to listen to the story. Tell it quickly." Lingqile's body moved to this side, and moved out a large part of the position. Lengyino stopped laughing, lay down, picked up the story book on the cabinet, and lingqile cleverly lay in lengyino's arms.

Ling Jichen quietly turned his face and looked at the mother and son who were nestling together. The little guy lay on mommy's chest, and his little hand touched her gently. Then he went down and said coldly that the two white legs were shining in his eyes. It was so beautiful.

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