The children who could cry would be fed milk, and she would not leave the children who could not cry behind. After feeding the two children, Gu jinghang placed them back into the cradle.
Her delicate hands and feet kicked back and forth, and the baby was no longer red and wrinkly like yesterday.
Song ran was relieved. Good, she did not inherit Gu jinghang's bronze skin.
When song ran said that her daughter would grow up to be a little devil, she was not joking.
After counting carefully, he found that niannian's father was a scientist, her mother was a big Boss, her aunt and uncle were big bosses, her grandfather was a cabinet member, her uncle was a big detective, and her God-grandfather was Gong Gong.
This shining title, this awesome and valiant life.
No, she must not spoil this little brat too much. Otherwise, if she became too arrogant, she would not be able to control her in the future.
