Evelyn Lin and the Throne of Change Chapter 30

The little dumpling twisted in his arms, and said gruffly, “Thank you, uncle.”

Henry Lin is now thirty-seven and eighty-eight. He is a charming uncle who is in prime of life. Looking at his sons and daughters, he knows that his appearance is not low, and in general he is very wise and martial.

He raised his eyebrows and put down the small dumplings, a little bit bigger, not as tall as his legs, and the red cloak lined his skin like snowy eyebrows and stars.

As soon as she raised her head, the hood slid off the back of her head, revealing two small twitches on the top of her head. Two red ribbons were wrapped around the tugging, and they hung over their ears obediently. The pink jade was exquisitely cut and lovely, just like the little fairy who came out of the New Year picture.

He thought of Caroline Xiao’s beauty, but this little ball had inherited ten points.