"Scumbag?" Oh no, this is ancient times!
"Your Majesty, this little dumpling is our child!"
Jiang Yao glared hard at Yang Sanshi, who had traveled through time with her, and gave him a look.
Yang Sanshi smiled bitterly, but had no choice but to pretend to be innocent and stretched out his hands to Jing Su.
"Daddy! I want a hug!"
Why? Why did I travel back in time to a three-year-old child...
"My child?"
Jing Su had a serious look on his face.
Interesting!
