C1233 Our Child Is Crying

The warmth held Jiang Lingfeng's hand tightly. His almond eyes were filled with tears as they tightly locked onto Jiang Lingfeng's eyes.

Jiang Lingfeng stared at her, but he still waved his hand vigorously and shook off the warm hand.

"Enough warmth. Don't play the trick of crying, playing around, and hanging yourself. I, Jiang Lingfeng, don't fall for this trick. Now