Li Lingye strode out of the car, walked around it, and his gaze fell on the child in front of the car. He estimated the child to be about five or six years old. If not for the tears staining his face, he would look like a princess from a storybook, beautiful and delicate.,Having checked the room layout of this hotel beforehand, Bai Xianxian quickly arrived at the bed.,This life, only give birth to his child, and then, depend on the child.。