First Era, Dragon Lo

Jiang Zhihao saw the frail frame, and also the old clothes that he didn't know where they were picked up from.,As he listened, Jiang Zhihao's tears flowed even faster.,Jiang Zhihao didn't defend himself, and changed the subject: "Let's have congee for dinner tonight. Your stomach isn't doing well, so I'll cook the rice very soft, it might take a little longer."。