C510 It Was like a Dream

"Ah. . . " There was a painful moan, but little did he know that the bed sheets were already dark red.

Along with the violent impact and the man's heavy breathing.

"Yuntian, is this our child? Look, the little guy's eyes look like yours!" In the blink of an eye, the situation changed. Zhao Ying‘er had already become the image of a middle-aged woman.

"Hahahaha. . . Look