"Chen 'er."
with just a glance, bai yan saw the little boy outside the courtyard.
At this moment, the little boy's face was clean and his skin was white and soft. Only his brocade robe had long been torn and tattered.
Perhaps he saw Bai Yan's gaze turn over and his small head gradually turned to the woman. The original anger in his eyes dissipated and a smile appeared on his pink little face.
"Mother, Zhenzhen"
His smile was very bright, even more dazzling than the sun. It was like a ray of light shining into the heart, warm and genial.
Di Cang's line of sight also turned to the little boy. His Phoenix eyes narrowed slightly and a suspicious look appeared on his gorgeous face.
"chen 'er, xiaochen, bai xiaochen?"
this name appeared in his mind involuntarily, and his eyes changed from their initial confusion to gentleness.
That was a gentleness that he had never felt before when facing Bai Xiaochen.
