C278 Trembling in Pain

Even Ling's father, who could barely speak, could not help but peek into his wife's arms. Occasionally, when he saw Momo raise her hand and laugh, the corner of his mouth could not help but curve into a stiff arc.

"Aiya, old man. Momo smiles at me again." Ling's mother had been holding Momo for the whole day but did not feel tired at all