C422 Yuxi Small Theatre Famous at Home and Abroad

The morning sun was exceptionally bright, and Gu Xi's eyes were unfocused, depressed, and lost. To Zuo Wei, who was holding her hand in front of the bed, he said, "What sunflower... What dandelion... "It was a carrot …" Sighing, finally, turned around to look at Zuo Wei blankly, will not laugh. He mumbled weakly, "I still need to give birth …"

Zuo Wei patted her head and comforted her softly