"How do you know about child making?" Lin Jingfeng asked as he glanced at his own daughter with suspicion.
Lin Ruobai cutely blinked. "This is how it's written in the Chungong Tu, is it incorrect?"
"Chungong Tu?" Upon hearing these words, Lin Jingfeng immediately exploded, all of the hair on his head stood on its end, and he stared at her with widened eyes. "What did you just say? You've actually seen something like a Chungong Tu?"
Could it be that his own daughter was starting to yearn for love?
Thinking of this, Lin Jingfeng's entire body felt unwell and incredibly heartbroken, and his look of despair was as though his own wife ran off with someone else.
