Two little ones were looking tearful, Rong Ling was also anxious and flustered, his eyes full of bloodshot. Watching her small chin that had been patched up gradually become pointed and thin, he felt a pang of heartache, drawing in a sharp breath.,"How are you doing" Xiaohuao hugged Xiaochengcheng and charged forward again. "Come on, I, Lao Sun, am not afraid of anything!",In such situations, it's difficult to pinpoint which lady is being condemned, but there's no shortage of accusing glances.。