C394 Heaven's Pity

At this time, Xiuqin was actually not ugly at all. Her face was like a peach blossom, shy and ashamed. She was also like a half-opened and half-closed flower of a transvestite.

He reached out his hand to hold the woman in his arms and moved his mouth filled with the smell of alcohol towards Xiuqin's face.

Xiuqin was a little shrewd, so she carried the child to her parents' home early