C712 The Ruthlessness of Old Master Lin

The familiar smell of milk assaulted Ji Muchen's nostrils, causing his heart to tremble.

He lifted himself up and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Then he bent down and gently kissed them again.

"Mulin!"

He called out as he kissed her, his heart filled with love.

At this moment, she was sleeping soundly. Her slender and thick eyelashes flickered slightly