C87 His Godmother

"How long has it been?"

"More than two months." Bai Linlin rubbed her stomach and there was gentleness in her eyes.

Without leaving a trace, she glanced at Tina who quietly opened a seam of the door. Zhao Yufang looked at that pair of curious eyes and turned her head to continue to ask Bai Linlin, "Does he know?"

Clenching the ring in her hand