C92 Mother I'm Hungry

"Mother?" Ji Qingyue's innocent voice and expression were extremely glaring in her eyes.

Rann Shuang silently looked at the fourteen or fifteen year old youth and then lowered her head to look at her young and inexperienced body. Probably not older than this youth by five years. Where did this eldest son come from?

The way he silently gazed at the past was as if he was staring at an idiot