The two of them, Lingjun, were standing in the valley now, really having a headache.

"Dad." Next to Zhengze, the little pink-clothed girl holding Zhengze's arm tightly, looking up at her cute little face, flashing her big watery eyes, looked at Zhengze. shouted.

"I'm not your father." Zhengze's expression was very exciting. I'm afraid Lingjun had never seen so many facial expressions since he knew Zhengze. For the first time, Lingjun realized that Zhengze still had facial ...