Painless milking, super double? Yan Xia couldn't extricate himself from his fantasy. Although he agreed to be a substitute for the old man of the Ji family, he still couldn't accept such an old grandson. Mainly, this grandson is so good-looking, he looks exactly like me! ! I can't guarantee that we won't be "incested" if we get along for a long time.
Ji Huairu looked at Yan Xia with an unclear look on her lips, stretched out her hand to rub Yan Xia's little head: "Baby, stop thinking about it, go to sleep."
"I'm not yet... Well... Sleepy..." The unfinished words disappeared between the lips of the two.
