C195 Making Trouble

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Shu Yao sat on the wooden floor and leaned against the edge of the bed. She quietly looked at Zheng who was sleeping on the bed. Her long eyelashes were curled up and thick. She slowly raised her hand and gently traced the beautiful outline of her son.

This little guy really looked more and more like Li Chenxi.

He was exactly the same as the picture of his childhood