Gradually, I do n’t know how long after that, Zhong Zhong finally stopped sobbing.
Mu Shengyan gently pulled down the quilt, looking at the beautiful little face with tears on the girl who was crying and asleep, the expression was slightly complicated.
Does she like Yan Xi?
No, she couldn’t be sure, and she couldn’t make up her mind to investigate. Because even if she really crossed her line of love, she could not pull the child into the water.
What kind of woman she is, Mu Shengyan is very clear.
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