"He will like what you gave him." Kuang Heng spoke coldly, his eyes looking at her with a complicated expression.
As long as it was sent by Zhai Ningxin, Xiaoyu would probably like it, right? Seeing that he had been stuck to Zhai Ningxin recently, he almost forgot about his father. Kuang Heng thought to himself. Zhai Ningxin listened to Kuang Heng and laughed.
When she thought of the little guy's clear eyes, every time she called her mother, Zhai Ningxin heart would flash with sweetness.
The car slowly stopped at the Century Shopping Mall. After Zhai Ningxin and Kuang Heng got out of the car, they headed straight to the Children's Market. The two of them planned to pick up birthday presents for the little guy together.
"Kuang Heng What do you think of this?" Zhai Ningxin held a deforme
