C220 Straight Iron Man

Liang Xiaoxiao did not say anything. She only stared at the little boy next to her. On his young and tender face, there was a familiar facial outline that made her feel fear and trepidation.

Liang Junru's hand couldn't help but tremble, and he asked with some hesitation, "Is this your child?"

Lin Weiwei paused for a moment, put down her coffee, touched the face of the little boy beside her