The little thing is thinking about Cheng

"It doesn't seem to be able to hold on much longer." Li Yaqin followed him.

Mo Yancheng was walking in a hurry. He called mo Qiu and drove her to mo garden. The little one was coughing in the car and suddenly vomited non-stop.

"Wang Cai." Mo Yancheng was driving. He had always been calm and collected, but at this moment, he panicked a little.

Humans and animals would develop feelings for each other after spending time together. Even if he loved Shen chengjing and treated the little one like his own family, they were already a family!

It was then that he realized that the little thing was not a child. It was left behind by Shen chengjing's mother, and now, it was already very old.

Squeak. Mo Yanchen stepped on the brakes and turned around to carry the little thing over. He placed her on his lap and stroked her head with his large and broad palm.