C158 Red Weaving Smoked Death

Little Dou Ding, who had just woken up, wrapped her arms around her mother's neck and shook her head. "Mhmm." "Mom, where is this?"

Qian Yuan said, "Xu Du, my aunt's family is here. Alright, alright. When you see my aunt later, you have to call her. And Uncle, there's something good to eat if you call for it. "

The little girl blinked, looked at her mother, heard the good thing spirit