C1033 The Birth of a Daughter

A dozen or so days ago, Feng Rulei was like a lifeless piece of wood. Today, it was Bai Chengcheng. He could not sell the fact that Feng Rulei was dead, so he looked at the Soul Collection Device in his hand and did not move.

Sigh, they were a pair of wood that did not know how to express their feelings. They quarreled the moment they met