Meowmeowmeow's words instantly pierced the pain in Liancheng Yazhi's heart. He glanced at the child who had just opened his eyes and was only two days old. He was his and Rong Yan's son. He was small and did have some resemblance to Rong Yan.
Looking at this child, Liancheng Yazhi's heart softened, but he also blamed her.
he slowly reached out and touched the child's face.
The baby's face was unbelievably tender. A light touch would leave a red mark on it. The little guy was still crying out, but his mother had not woken up, and no one was comforting him ...
喵喵趴在容颜左边，住着它一只手，眼眶已经红了，她抽抽搭搭道： mommy, little uncle said that if mommy doesn't wake up, daddy will definitely find us a new mommy in the future. Mommy, Hanhan, I don't want a new mommy. I only want you to be my mommy, Hanhan.
Liancheng Yazhi,"Yingluo."
