Looking at Shi Lan, who was crying and laughing in his arms, Zhou Pinshu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the faint pain in his heart like a knife, and forced a smile on his face: "Are you hungry, I'll cook porridge for you?" ”

Shi Lan nodded, and shook her head again: "Let me hold it for a while, I'm afraid that as soon as I let go, you will be gone." ”

She is delicate, soft and glutinous......

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