, she anxiously watched Tang Yucheng lying in a coma. She didn't dare to touch him, fearing that it might worsen his condition. 。Waiting is excruciating, An Xiaotuo was practically counting down the...Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself with all his might.At that moment, the door swung open suddenly."What's going on" Tang Yucheng asked in a cold voice, his expression indifferent as he looked at his crying son and Tang Moqingye who w...
Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself