C69 For Your Mommy

Zhan Yeling held the child. It felt soft to the touch, and her body smelled like milk.

This feeling was inexplicably comfortable. It was so comfortable that people couldn't help but want to kiss that soft face.

But Zhan Yeling was a cold and aloof existence. Of course, he wouldn't do such a childish act.

His face was still cold. "Why are you here?"

If it was a normal person