Little Qiran was not afraid of this unfamiliar environment at all. He waved his short and small arms as if he was addicted to waving.
He was too cute!
He blinked his eyes and waved his hands. That cuteness was illegal!
Su Wan felt as if she had been shot in the heart.
When she saw Jiang Qiran's innocent look, she could not help but lower her head and give Jiang Qiran a light kiss on the side of his cheek that smelled of milk.
Jiang Qiran stopped waving his arms. Instead, he grabbed Su Wan's clothes and giggled.
The breeze blew Su Wan's hair up slightly.
Su Wan looked at Jiang Qiran tenderly. She felt that the empty places in her heart were filled up by the fairy-like child in front of her.
The sadness between Su Wan's brows gradually disappeared, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
The scene of her smiling while holding her child with her head lowered fell into Jiang Xuecheng's eyes.
