C61 Or Something

The next morning, early in the morning, Leng Hsingran was waiting for the two of them downstairs. He was drinking soybean milk obediently. In an instant, Bai Ruoyun felt that Leng Hsingran was no different from a normal child. The light shone on his face. It was the same tender face.

However, the moment he looked at Leng Yuhan, everyone's character collapsed