C213 Returning from the Dead

Xingxing did not know why her mother was crying. She stretched out her arms and pulled Lin Jingsheng's hand away. "Mom, Mom, don't cry anymore."

Lin Jingsheng knew that he had said the wrong thing. Just as he was about to put on his clothes and leave, he was carried by Qian Duojing.

Her tear-stained face leaned against his bare chest. Her arms were tightly wrapped around him