The underworld is now in a sound system. Except for the unreliable King of Hell in the Underworld, everything is good.

It was already ten o'clock after dinner.

Li Jinxing watched the mother and son leave and was caught by the ancestor.

Mo Heng's voice was filled with relief: "Xiao Mu is so smart, so beautiful!"

Li Jinxing and you are honored: "That's not."

Mo Heng: "Tsk...If you have a daughter, it would be even more perfect."

Li Jinxing thought about it, daughter...

"Master, do you think your daughter is good, too?"

"Of course, my daughter is my mother's caring little cotton jacket."

Mo Heng changed the subject: "Little bastard, keep your mind messy and exercise well, otherwise you won't think of anything."

Li Jinxing: "..."

Why can he be found out in his mind, and whether he has any privacy?
Chapter completed!