C778 A Man with Taste

"Nuonuo, I'm sorry... I made you worry about Mommy! "

Xueluo held her smooth son tightly in her arms. She took a huge towel from the shelf and wrapped it up.

Seeing the mother and son being intimate together, Fenng Xinglang's originally angry eyes slowly became warm.

It was only happiness and health for a son to be able to enjoy the motherly love.

Xueluo kissed her son's wet little cheeks