C675 Likes to Talk with His Fists

"Achoo..."

The stone in Ms Hua's arms smelled the shoddy smell of her chrysanthemum and clothes. It could not help but sneeze a few times and cry.

Ms Hua's heart ached for him. She quickly carried him to the door of the room and coaxed him.

When Lin Tian saw his godson being treated like this, his expression was calm, but his heart was already in turmoil.

Without saying a word