C349 Second grandmother second milk!

At this moment, Luo Liang was giggling foolishly like a child waiting for praise from a parent or teacher at a school in the village.

But under his creased eyebrows, a pair of eagle-like eyes stared intently at Han Ping, as if they were capturing any change in Han Ping's expression, as if to make a further judgment and plan.

"This kind of book... "Tian Liang