instead of continuing to pester Wen Man, he picked up the baby and held her in his arms, gently coaxing and talking to her.Little Huo was delighted, her mouth stretched wide into a grin, and her littl...r was severe.Everywhere is desolate, especially places like cemeteries, completely lifeless.A small daisy adds a touch of vitality.Hoseki knelt down, brushed the photo on the tombstone, and whispered,...
Chapter 939: A Year, If Huo Jiao Left, Her Son Would Give He