C87 Dumplings

Her fingers were on the glass and her face was full of pity. From Jiang Tianbai's point of view, her profile was lonely. From Xu Rufeng's point of view, her back was filled with loneliness.

"Little aunt, this is for you, and this, I don't know how to use it!" Jiang Tianbai stood up and walked over to her with the warm baby and warm paste.

Only then did Bai Yunshu come back to her senses