C88 Protect Her

"Uncle Mu!"

Little Yi was wearing the exact same housedress as Mu Ting Chen, and her delicate face was looking more and more like that of a man's.

Looking over, it was clearly a mini version of Mu Tingxiao.

"Come."

Mu Tingxiao patted his leg and hugged Little Yi tightly.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

Looking at the youngster for a moment