1579. Love Until Losing Oneself
This guy, really!
Even at a time like this, he still manages to be glib-tongued.
Lin Guanguan lowered her eyes and held Lin Wanwan a little tighter.
Mu Shaojing lowered his hand, his gaze falling on Lin Wanwan's face from time to time.
The little one was incredibly delicate and cute.
Even though she was only four or five years old, her face already showcased the advantages inherited from her parents.
Her features were exquisite, so small they were flawless, and her skin was as fine and smooth as snow.
It's not hard to imagine that she would certainly become a great beauty when she grows up, perhaps even surpassing both Mu Shaojing and Lin Guanguan.
Lin Wanwan was very beautiful; she inherited the strengths of both Mu Shaojing and Lin Guanguan.
She looked half like her dad and half like her mom.
