Sheng Yeting was standing on Bao’s left and Xia Xingcheng on the right. The three of them were walking down the street like a family, looking warm and sweet. From time to time, Bao would ask Xia Xingcheng to carry him, Xia Xingcheng could only pick him up in her arms. Sheng Yeting was watching beside her, feeling a little ...