..you want me to be your son"Mo Yunjing twitched the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say anything."What You don't like it Let me tell you, with genes as good as mine and Ah Jing's, giving birth to...Every time Feng Ming went out of the mansion and strolled around town, she would bring her gifts.

Over the past six months, An Xue Tang has long become accustomed to it.

And every time Feng Ming came back, she brought unusual and interesting things - things that He had never seen before.

Feng Ming, still holding An An, walked to the table and nudged it with her chin. "Open it and see," she said.zzled, An Xue Tang frowned and directly voiced her confusion: "Brother, why were you in Fu'er's room"Knowing Feng Ming's temperament, if he knew she was unconscious and lying in bed, he would even dis...