C1257 You Are a Proud Son of Heaven

"What's wrong?" Jiang Weimin came up nervously.

He hurriedly hugged her and placed her on his knee.

His big hand had already reached out and started to touch Zhao Xiangyun's waist.

Again and again.

He moved closer and spoke next to Zhao Xiangyun's ear, "Does it still hurt?"

Zhao Xiangyun did not know where he was asking.

She started to shout that her waist hurt