C213 A Picture of the Mother and Son

After half an hour of cheering from London, the little guy was so tired that he could only shout that he was hungry. Huo Jingyan took them directly to the restaurant.

In the center of London. It was a medium-western mixed restaurant.

The little milk bag in front of the entrance had always been very sleepy. It laid in Ye Zixuan's arms and slept. However, the moment he entered the door