- It's your sister.
That day.
The baby held in the man's chest, his eyes meeting his sister. No, he shuddered his body, and cried out with a bright red face.
Oh, oh, and a lively voice that sounds all over the room.
Everyone laughs that she's a healthy good girl.
My mother stroked my back, and what the baby spit out was a blue stone. It looks a lot like a white cloth to wrap.
Cheng Cheng understood with surprise that this was my "thing to protect".
And at the same time, pray.
Let what you have accumulated necessarily protect your sister's future.
"Let's talk. Tell me about the girl who was loved by the gems."