C80 Nocturnal Feather

After chatting for a long time, Yeh Han finally got old when he saw his father, the man standing high above him. Ye Bao stood in the corner and didn't say anything. Mrs. Ye pulled his hand and smiled, "Silly boy, Sister is back. You don't know how to greet me."

"Sis," Ye Bao looked directly into his eyes, "I knew you would come back."

Yeh Han twitched the corner of his mouth