
"Well, there's no intention of that papa's sideburn?" Zion's question broke Yovandra's inertia.
Yovandra glanced at Zion, "No." Yovandra answered and left Zion, who sighed.
While Yovandra, she enters her room. Slowly, he lay down next to Qiara. His eyes stared at Qiara who was sleeping soundly with a blank look. The man was thinking about Zion's words just now, there was a sense of worry sneaking in his heart. But remember the story first. Making Yovandra...