C159 infantile storm

Hearing that, the wine cup in Guan Xin's hand almost fell to the ground, her little face was pale white and she forgot to clink her cup with Old Cloud's.

Zhao Chuanqi jumped up from his chair. "My dad is here!"

Old Cloud was the most excited, he forgot to take his walking stick and ran out, falling onto the ground. Zhao Chuanqi anxiously helped him up