C275 All Destroyed

In the dead of the night, Lu Zhihuan, who had been coaxing Jiasi to sleep, sat on the bed with her belly down and looked out the window in a daze.

Nian Yingyao had not returned yet, but Lu Zhihuan's heart was exceptionally calm.

Occasionally, her eyes were slightly lowered, and the waves of light washed over the sleeping little guy in the rocking bed