C449 Studying in the Illustrated Book

Luo Tianyi, on the other hand, sat down calmly on the bed and placed the crumpled album on her finger in front of her. She said something.

She hugged her son and looked at her daughter, Zhen Jingye, and laughed involuntarily. The mischievous scenes of Xiaomo replayed in her mind. This daughter was a replica of Bei Xiaomo. . .

Zhen Jingye touched his son's small face. His son was also his