C5 He Looks like a Two-dimensional Code

Not long ago. The car quieted down.

Half an hour later, Xi Muchen opened the car door and saw his son sleeping in Chung Tian's arms. He did not look like he had lost control of himself.

Special Assistant Zhou was stunned. Was this still the level 10 autistic young master he was familiar with?

Chung Tian reluctantly put Xi Jinyan in the backseat. Seeing the little guy frown uneasily