"Alright!" Long Yan immediately said.
Miniature Leng Yejin glared at Long Yan in disbelief. Long Yan pretended not to see him. He turned to Leng Yerong and said, " brother Rong, it's almost dawn. Why don't we go for a run and hand Xiao Ye over to sister-in-law so that they can have a good sleep? "
Seeing hundreds of people dying one after another helplessly, what kind of sadness was behind GE's calm and unhurried voice?
No matter how calm his brother was, the dull pain in his heart that was suppressed as if a dam had collapsed still leaked out silently. He felt that his brother needed to ease his mood in the arms of a woman full of maternal love.
"Dragon Flame!" Miniature Leng Yejin's voice was filled with anger.
"Sister-in-law, I'll have to trouble you."
Long Yerong picked up his son and placed him in Tong Lu's arms. He agreed with Long Yan's suggestion.