C130 On the Self-cultivation of the Black Lotus 29

Qiao Sheng was suddenly pulled into a broad chest. His ear was pressed against the man's heart, and he could clearly hear the steady, powerful beating of the man's heart once, twice, thrice...

"Dad, I'm back," Qiao Sheng stood on his tiptoes and whispered in the man's ear again.

Xiao Qing's gaze was gentle like never before. He hugged the person in his arms tightly, not asking the cause