C322 Little Brother 1

"It's not my blood." "It's someone else's," Mo Jiahua said.

Mo Jiahua took advantage of the moonlight and saw a wound on his child's forehead. His expression immediately darkened as he asked, "What happened to your face?"

Ling Tian rubbed his head, which still hurt a little, and said without a care, "Black Skin hit me with a brick, but I ran fast, so I didn't hit him a second time