C83 Maternal Love

The child's mother was also in her twenties. She was quite pretty, and the rough clothes on her body couldn't hide her jade-like beauty. She reached out her hand to hold the child in her arms and took out a towel that didn't have a good quality. She wiped away the child's tears and coaxed, "Little Treasure, don't cry, don't cry ah. When we enter the city in the future