C702 Empty Red Packet(1)

"Mommy, your wound?" Tang Ruizuo asked sadly.

Tang Wanxin looked down and saw that her clothes were still wet.

The boiling heat of the hot soup had long dissipated.

It was just that her appearance was really not suitable.

When she was hot, Moh Shichen just happened to leave, so he did not know.

Tang Wanxin looked up and smiled. "I am happy that you can clearly realize his fault