Whether it is the little fish of the Haoqi League or the little fish of the Valley of the Evil,
After all, they are all fish in the pond.
But after all, she is a little fish, not a pig, and sometimes she can jump through the dragon's gate.
To this day
Tang Xiaolin will never admit that her father has combed her hair since she was a child. She is not a motherless child, right! She says it again! She is not a motherless child! It's just that my mother... Doesn't want to come back...
Tang Yuan could not describe his feelings when he saw a bamboo basket at the door of his house after returning from the mission that day. He had just killed the target's family that day, and came back with a full body of rage and a costume that was stained with his own blood or the target's blood, but the sleeping face of the child in the basket was so soft and indifferent to the world.
The armor on his hands was stained with blood. He knelt down, gently took off his mask, looked at her, and suddenly smiled.
There is also a piece of paper attached: You take care of the child first. I will come back for acceptance.
By the way, this is my daughter, take it easy.
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