To Be the Beloved of

"Little one, you're awake! Come have some egg custard, it smells so good.",A middle-aged man carrying a bowl of egg custard walked into the room. Seeing Tang Xiaonuan smile kindly, he patted his forehead with his thick hand and let out a sigh of relief.,"Don't burn anything anymore, next time don't go hiking with that unlucky disaster again, you almost got my baby hurt."。