After a while, Xuanxuan sniffed, looked at Yan Shiheng seriously, and choked with sobs, “I am a boy, I can't cry."

"Um."

Seeing the child trying to hold back tears, a smile spread across Yan Shiheng's face, melting the coldness between his brows and eyes.

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When Yu Li served the soup and brought it to the table, he saw Xuanxuan sitting on Yan Shiheng's lap and looking at Yan Shiheng seriously.

Yu Li thought Yan Shiheng was telling fairy tales to the ...