Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself

gazed at her deeply for a while. Her eyes were bright and sparkling like stars, like the ocean's constellations, so beautiful that one couldn't look away. And there was the slight upward curve of her... An Xiaotu, then with a face full of grievance and fear, pointed at the man driving ahead. Then she buried her face in her chest. 。Mmm, Mommy, this feels soft and smells good. 。"Tang Yucheng, you dare...