C415 No One Could Predict What Would Happen next

The little girl wiped her tears away and bit her lips, indicating that she shouldn't listen to such a noisy song. Bo Yan felt that this was his ancestor. As long as he didn't cry, he would do anything. He gave up on his favorite rock and gave his little sister a soothing song. He handed over the drawing paper and the chocolate, coaxing the little girl not to cry