C425 Her Mother Is Not Such a Person

"Peach."

As Sheng Xingwen finished his sentence, a clear and bright male voice sounded.

Peach's body shook as he looked at the bedroom door in disbelief.

Sheng Xingwen frowned and stepped aside.

A tall and straight figure walked in. His brows were clear and handsome, and his smile was warm like the morning sun.

"Yin, Yin Zeming?" Peach called out in disbelief