C236 Childhood (I)

Lu Junhao slept soundly. Even when Luo Qingyu lifted his head and placed it on her leg, he did not wake up. She gently stroked Lu Junhao's hair, and Lu Junhao even comfortably rubbed his hands against hers in his sleep.

Earlier, when she heard Lu Junhao talk about a lot of things in front of his mother's grave, Luo Qingyu had also understood why he was so disappointed