The little girl's voice was adorable, especially her big, watery eyes that made one's heart melt.,He Qiong was weeping with all his might, but Su Wanwan had already seen the tears welling up in his eyes. He Qiong could only lower his head and whisper softly, "Mommy will come to pick Wanwan home soon, Wanwan just be a good girl and wait for a little while, okay",The sky was overcast, a canvas of gray and black, heavy with a sense of gloom. It seemed as if someone had splashed ink onto a sheet of paper, the ink seeping into the heavens and blurring the clouds.。