Lin Zhu didn't expect that he had just woken up in a daze and had to face a child who was crying and his face was smeared with tears. He looked at Shen Hui with blank eyes, and saw the veins on his forehead bulging, and he had a look of anger on his face. He wanted to throw the child out. Lin Zhu smiled, wiped the child's face with a handkerchief, and asked with a smile: "Whose child are you from?" But the child cried harder...
Purpose: Hobby, don't comment if your writing is not good