In the morning of the next day, Rong Jing was still sleeping. She got up in silence. Besides, she washed and washed herself, dressed neatly, and beat up the washing water for her mother.

when Rong Jing opened her eyes in a daze, she saw her son's small, dull face expanding in front of her eyes. She was shocked.

I had to stretch my hand around his neck and lift him away before I could get up and glance at him, "how beautiful are you today?"

the bottom is made of small silent white clothes, and the purple clothes are outside. The two colors respond very well. Unexpectedly, the baozi...