C1492 A Gift from My Own Daughter

The little guy seemed to understand Wenn Ruoqing's soft and mellow voice and looked towards her hand with a whimper.

His calves were still kicking and kicking, as if he wanted her to go and get a phone.

Wenn Ruoqing laughed delightfully and pinched the little fellow's soft and small face, "Aiyo, as expected of my daughter. Why is she so smart!"

"Yes! Madam, Little Star is really smart