C114 Challenge Tournament

"When Ziyan wakes up, I will ask her to give you the video. You can go home first." Ann Xiaonuan touched Mo Ziyao's head and said.

Ziyao's hair was so soft. His two sons' hair was also very soft, but they would not be standing there obediently and let her touch their heads. They were still injured...

Ann Xiaonuan's heart was like an arrow at the end of its flight