Beloved little goldf

Wannian woke up in a daze and was brought to the hospital. He Qiong had been worried that the little girl would be afraid of needles.,Like a divine roar, echoing through the mortal realm.,Year squinted his eyes, in a blink, an icy chill swept over him from all directions, piercing through his tattered coat and invading his entire being. Gradually, it stole away his warmth.。