“It’s faster than I thought.” Master’s tone was a little lighter, and he looked at Brooke with some relief: “You finally grew up.”
“Isn’t it? The son has it, can he grow up?” Brooke hugged Prince Feng before him: “Look at him.”
Master glanced at Prince Feng, and nodded: “Well, he was born really well, and his spiritual power is also very good. It was him, who gave birth to you in the end.”
Crown Prince Feng looked at Master with a pair of crystal clear eyes. He had never spoken of tuberculosis, but he did not say hello.
“The son is called, this is the mother’s master, call it the ancestor.” Brooke felt for the first time why his son was so ignorant.
Login to comment
Be the first one to comment...