Chapter Eighty-Nine: My Handle
My throat tightened, and I should explain something! But on second thought, what's the point?
Jing Heng glanced at Ansel and asked, "Who are you?" ”
And Gigi, she looked up, my daughter's memory was sometimes surprisingly good, sometimes sad enough, like at this moment, when she saw Ansel, she exclaimed excitedly: "Daddy! ”
"Daddy?" Jing Heng frowned.
Ansel bent down to look at Gigi and reached out and flicked her head, "Hey, little girl, why can't you remember things with your little head?" How did I tell you? Next time we meet, call me Ansel, I'm not your dad, if you don't call me dad, I will continue to be nice to you. ”
said
"My Beloved Enemy" Chapter 89 My handle is in the middle of a hand, please wait a moment,
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