C91 What？！
What kind of soup had she given Dad?
"Ya Ru, stop crying, alright?" The mother hugged her daughter with a wry smile.
Nestled in his mother's embrace, Fang Zhi, mother's embrace was actually so warm …
Hehe, although I have a thousand pains, a thousand hardships, but my mother should be in more pain than me, right?
Fang Yaru held her mother tightly as she diluted her tears
