C248 He Once Thought of the White Hair on His Head

Gong Mingchuan knew what he was most worried about had finally happened.

For some reason, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

He put on his clothes and went out. Qianxun was still sleeping in the house. He kissed her little face, and a trace of reluctance flashed through his heart.

However, he had promised her mother that his hair would turn white.

Even if he did not give up on the child