Over the coast

a luxury plane flew fast in the direction of Hengguo.

Inside the cabin, a whistle of milk was full of reproaches.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?"

"Put me down, I tell you, my dad and Mommy are so good, you dare to move a cold hair on me, they will not let you go."

Qin Mo looked at the small spot in his hand that he was holding. It was indeed the Huo family's seed. It was stubborn enough to pull at any time, and it was very latent.

Ever since they took him away, he has been behaving very well.

Qin Mo thought...