C557 Don't Tell Me You Live with My Son

It was warm and soft as it laid on Lyi Yang's shoulder like a cute little sheep. It was so soft and cute that it was unbelievable. Her voice was sweet like glutinous rice, "Aunt, you smell so good."

It had the smell of a mother. It really smelled good.

Lyi Yang smiled, "It's also very fragrant to warm your body."

That smell of milk that had yet to be taken off made people feel very comfortable