gently, moved over a bit, and then took out his phone to bring up a photo from his album.She is 22-year-old Wen Man.She was asleep at the table, looking younger than she does now, and the decor wasn't...Lu Qian looked at the child.

Even in such pain, he didn't cry.

Later, he sadly thought to himself, she wouldn't speak, would she even cry anymore!

He reached out his hand and gently stroked her head.

Lu Xun just stared at him eagerly.

Miss Liu left the shrew for his wife to deal with and ran in himself, just in time to see this scene of two pairs facing each other.

He loves Xiaolu.

He knew that although this child was adopted, she always kept Lu Qian in her heart.

Some people are irreplaceable!

Once he had calmed down, he gently patted Xiao Lu Xun and coughed lightly: "Seeing your Uncle Lu, why aren't you happy"Mingzhu took his phone out of his pocket.I dug for a long time but didn't find anything.He had put his phone in his pocket, and she reached for it. Lu Qian opened her hand, his tone reproachful but hi...