I sighed heavily, but I didn’t know what to say. Summer sea is hateful, but after all, he is Xia Shuang’s father. It seems that it is not suitable for her to call her uncle to blame. It seems that it doesn’t hurt or itch to comfort.
Miao from now on I am a child without a father or a mother! Is it something worth celebrating that I am hungry and hungry by myself and happy at home? Xia Shuang’s tearful smile is very distressing. I can’t help but take the bottle from her hand. Cool, you still have me! We still have to fight for our own cards, remember? Miao WuXia Shuang sobbed on his shoulders. I miss my mother! Blare Miao patted Xia Shuang’s back and comforted Don’t cry, have a good sleep, and everything...