brief introduction:

Jiang Zhihao saw the frail frame, and also the old clothes that he didn't know where they were picked up from.,However, the table alone feels a bit cold and slightly detracts from the overall aesthetic.,Lingling smelled the fragrance and immediately jumped out of Jiang Zhihao's arms. She excitedly ran to Zhong Jiawei and tugged at the plastic bag, asking, "Mom, what is it What is it"。

• Latest chapter： Chapter 2