At night, Mu Xiaoqi cried "Night Cold Mountain". His eyes shocked slightly. His face remained silent. His hands on Mu Xiaoqi's shoulders tightened involuntarily.

Mu Xiaoqi felt a slight pain on his shoulder, but a little narrowness flashed across his face under the mask.

"Master Night," Mu Xiaoqi said with a slight smile, "Let Yueyue come down first. He's heavy and tired now."

Nightscape thinks that she is stimulated by herself. She really wants to go back to her old house at night. Seeing her say so, her eyebrows relax a little.

She says it's reasonable. It's reasonable to say that the average old man will put the child down....