her voice devoid of emotion, "Ajing, who is this young lady"As soon as An Xuetang asked this, before Mo Yunjing could explain, Huado'er smirked and walked a few steps towards An Xuetang. She bowed to...Every time Feng Ming went out of the mansion and strolled around town, she would bring her gifts.

Over the past six months, An Xue Tang has long become accustomed to it.

And every time Feng Ming came back, she brought unusual and interesting things - things that He had never seen before.

Feng Ming, still holding An An, walked to the table and nudged it with her chin. "Open it and see," she said.for the small hand under the blanket suddenly clenched into a fist and then flung open his eyes.His eyes were bloodshot, not at all like the look you'd expect from a few months old baby.Meanwhile, in...