Qiu Qiu's mother winced.
The man in front of him had messy hair and a beard that had not been shaved for a long time.
The clothes on his body seemed to have been worn for a few days without changing. There was a suspicious musky smell.
At first glance, she barely recognized the man.
Of course, the most shocking thing was still this man's shocking kneeling!
He obviously didn't just start kneel. He had been kneeling for some time.
When he heard her push open the door, the man looked up in surprise. He wiped his snot and took a deep breath. "Wan'er…"
When he heard her push open the door, the man looked up in surprise. He wiped his snot and took a deep breath. "Wan'er…"
But how many years had it been since she'd heard that intimate form of address?
I don't think I've heard it since Qiu Qiu was pregnant nineteen years ago, have I?
