Good morning, Ninth

He was as small as a kitten, with fair skin and a loud cry. Indeed, he conveyed the celestial beauty of Bo Zhan Ye.,A series of rhetorical questions turned Lan Xixi's small face as white as paper.,Lan's hand rested on his shoulder, An said, "Good sister, the child is with me now. He's the legitimate heir of the Bo family, the rightful young master. I will treat him as my own, and raise him together with Zhan Ye."。