C723 Miserable moya

It was night. It was so dark that it was impossible to see one's own fingers in front of one's eyes. The cold air intensified, making it a good time to crawl under the blanket.

However, Mu Ya hugged her little pillow, pouted her lips, and asked Mu Chen in grievance, "Daddy, why did Mu Ya want to sleep on her own?"

Mother wanted to drive her back to the children's room to sleep on her own