Mu Xiaoqi was stunned. Suddenly, she remembered the indifferent pattern between the night scene and Helen. She felt a little sad. She bowed her head and helped Yueyue to pick up a chopstick dish. Then she began to bury herself in eating.

The table was quiet for a while, and soon Yueyue had enough to eat.

He patted his round belly comfortably and leaned comfortably on the soft sofa behind him: "Ah! Today is really a happy day! I sat on a sleigh and saw the aurora. I lived in a glass house. It was delicious. Wow..."

Yueyue is still a child, pursuing fewer things, very small things, can make...