The little girl stood in front of him with a petite face, her face was white and delicate, and her eyes were unbelievably clean, which inexplicably made Cen Qiong feel a little irritable.
The man’s apple moved, and he turned to take out a medicine box from the drawer under the coffee table in the living room.
He leaned back on the sofa in a lazy posture, Chao Tessa hooked his finger, and released a sultry breath all over, like an evildoer, “Come on.”
I knew it was medicine. I didn’t know it. I thought he was waiting for bedtime.
Tessa sat next to him, took out the medicinal liquor and cotton swabs from the medicine box, and motioned for him to bow his head.
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