C1170 Father and Son Changing Faces

Leng Yanmo climbed onto the bed and fell asleep. However, without Mrs. Qing's strange fragrance beside him, it seemed very unnatural and cold.

However, the sleeping god attacked him again and Leng Yanmo fell into a deep sleep.

Because it was the weekend, everything was full of joy. At six or seven o'clock in the morning, he was not woken up by the alarm, but by An Ran's sharp and lively voice