Good morning, Ninth

He was as small as a kitten, with fair skin and a loud cry. Indeed, he conveyed the celestial beauty of Bo Zhan Ye.,A series of rhetorical questions turned Lan Xixi's small face as white as paper.,Bo Zhan's noble gaze fell upon the infant, thinking back to that night when he was ambushed during a mission and forced to take Lu. Thinking of the ruthlessness inflicted on him, Bo lifted his...。