C607 We'll Come Tonight

Seeing Yung Mo smile, Yung Xiaomeng, who was on the baby bed, also giggled.

"Little thing, do you want to eat meat too, you little rascal!"

Yung Mo reached out his hand to rub Yung Xiaomeng's sparse hair. His eyes flashed with doting light. He had the love of his father.

This kind of feeling was very novel to Yung Mo, but also very enjoyable.

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