Ye qingge threw away the vegetables in her hand and turned to look at Huo zhongrao. At this time, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
She was not a crybaby, but today, she cried again and again, unable to control herself.
Her brother was right in front of her, but he showed her such a disgusted and unhappy expression.
She felt so wronged and sad. She wanted to tell him that she was his sister and that she was MeowMeow.
You're still a commander. You can't even tell that your sister is in front of you, and you still say that I'm insensible ...
However, she couldn't say it now. She and Feng Yan hadn't made things clear about the child yet ...
Huo zhongrao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. From the first time he met ye qingge, he had already experienced her sharp tongue.
"It's not suitable, you're on your own!"
Huo zhongrao turned around irritatedly, his green military shirt wrapped around his tall and straight body.
