C43 Let You Help Me Have a Grandson

The girl was not tall. Her waist was thin like a pencil. As she walked, she swayed left and right like a willow tree.

The girl's eyes met Zhao Tie-zhu's, and she couldn't help but turn to look when she walked far away. When Zhao Tie-zhu's eyes met Little Juan's, he felt a surge of emotion for some reason.

He did not know where the sudden, inexplicable impulse had come from