Doughty Ning Ning

Cheng Anya went up the stairs, opened the door, and switched on the lights.

She leaned against the door tightly and heaved a long sigh of relief. So tiring!

Both Ye Chen and Yang Zekun made her really tired…

"Mommy, you look like you got trampled on. So pitiful, so pitiful…," Ning Ning lamented elegantly as he held onto a cup of warm milk, leaning against the wall. He was wearing some cute cartoon pajamas.

Looking at the smaller version of Ye Chen, Cheng Anya had an illusion that time and space was distorted.

Her eyes suddenly narrowed. She shucked her shoes and walked over to pull his collar. "What time is it already? Why are you still not sleeping? You don't want to live anymore?

"Gently, gently, Mommy. Be a lady…" Ning Ning lovely rubbed against her chest and passed it off with a grin. "NR changed their defense system again and I went to challenge it."