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.,"Daddy, I don't want to go to school. Please don't fight with Mommy, okay" Lingling hugged Jiang Zhihao's head and said.,In Zhong Jiawei's pocket, there was a newly bought lighter. Gasoline had been prepared at noon and placed in the kitchen cabinet.。