C171 A Temporary Home

There was a knock on the door, and Lu Wanhong had just woken up in pink silk pajamas, and when she opened the door, She smiled. Yuu Wensheng held a child in his arms. He held a small rattan box in his right hand and stood there straight. He looked funny and cute. The child's head was leaning on his shoulder and he was sleeping soundly.

"What are you doing?" Lu Wanhong rubbed her eyes and said