C575 He Had to Give up His Face and Live a Life of Suffering

"Yes! Quite good. Mrs Lee, is there more white hair on my head?" Zhao Bozhi picked up the tea and drank a cup. The warm flower tea and the slightly bitter taste chased away the coldness on her body.

She always felt that she could not sleep at night. She always thought that one day her elder daughter would suddenly stand at the door. This child wanted to keep his face and suffer