"How are you doing" Xiaohuao hugged Xiaochengcheng and charged forward again. "Come on, I, Lao Sun, am not afraid of anything!",As he brushed past her, a faint scent of milk wafted into his nostrils. He turned slightly, gazing at the beautiful curve of his wife's back, and his heart warmed. He ruthlessly abandoned the promise he had just made, striding after her.,"Watch the recording!" Rong Ling said after coaxing Xiaoxixixi.。