Mu Xiaoqiyi wants to help his brother clean up his grievances. He is so young. How can he live a life on the charge of a thief?

And in case my mother knows that my brother is a thief, she must be angry.

With that in mind, she made up her mind that, in any case, it would be a fierce counter-attack to Ni Yinghong if she wanted to return a clean cloud to the world! uuuuuuuuuuuuuu

However, she waited for a long time, but she did not see the answer of the drifting clouds, only to see his head drooping and motionless.

"What's wrong? Convective clouds? Are there any...