Gu Yimu gaped for a long time, looked at Rong Jing, and then slowly looked down. He saw a little doll under his robe, pulling his robe, looking up at him. His big eyes were full of curiosity.

"Miss Jing, you..."

Gu Yi points to the calm and quiet, and then points to Xiao silently, "this This... "

"husband, I brought my son to see you." Rong Jing didn't wear a mask. She had a small mouth and was charming.

"my father, I came to see you with my mother in silence." Small silently blinked the big eyes, and people still felt pity.

"you..." Gu Yi's face is white. He...