C859 And This Is Called Little Shang?

Xiong Miao played with the children for a while.

Time passed quickly. Soon, it was five or six o'clock.

The sound of a car engine could be heard in the yard.

Without asking, he knew who had come back.

"Daddy's fat is coming!" Bear, who had been playing very well, heard the voice. She was like a deer that had received a message. She pricked up her ears and straightened her body