C385 Panax quinquefolium l 1

"Mommy, it's flying over!" The young master couldn't help but shout at the butterfly that was flying closer and closer. Gong Pingan was already busy preparing the easel, and didn't pay any more attention to him, until the two children ran over to Gong Pingan's side screaming. Seeing that the butterfly had actually landed lightly on Gong Pingan's shoulder