First Era, Dragon Lo

In Zhong Jiawei's pocket, there was a newly bought lighter. Gasoline had been prepared at noon and placed in the kitchen cabinet.,Lingling smelled the fragrance and immediately jumped out of Jiang Zhihao's arms. She excitedly ran to Zhong Jiawei and tugged at the plastic bag, asking, "Mom, what is it What is it",The child's kindness and thoughtfulness warmed Zhong Jiawei's heart. At the same time, thinking about what she was about to do, her heart felt unbearably heavy with sadness.。