C222 The Young Madam Was Gone!

Su Qingchu greedily stared at the little bun's sleeping face. No matter how she looked at it, it was not enough.

She gently took out her phone and first set the silence. She turned off the flash and tried not to disturb the little guy.

With the dim light of the table beside the bed, she took more than ten pictures of the little bun's sleeping face.

That night