Anyone who drank milk would definitely be bitten into a bloody mess.
Whenever she carried it, it would be all over her body.
When she grew up and learned how to speak, even if she stuttered a few words, she could always embarrass her in public.
However, he was only a one-and-a-half-year-old child, and he was her own child. She had exchanged her life for him, so she felt that she was overthinking it.
Yuan-Shi ran out in tears, but Jiang huailin was pulling Jiang huailu's skirt with a fawning expression.
"Sister ..." She called out to her sister in a crisp voice.
Jiang huailu arrogantly acknowledged. She was a little demon, after all. She was the Savior and had face.
The Xia Corporation helped out from time to time outside the door, and the fu Corporation heaved a sigh of relief.
It wasn't until dawn that the Xia family sent Lulu, who couldn't even open his eyes, back.
