C133 My daughter is not human

Long Xujing was still as beautiful as ever, his mischievous look carried a touch of gentleness, and his eyes that contained a hint of a smile. Her tone of voice when talking to Ling Tianfeng was similar to what the little girl Qiao Shi had said to his innocent husband. It was faint in tone of reproach, sweet and gentle.

Ling Tianfeng could not help but be moved, at the same time