C729 He Had No Chance of Winning

Mu Moo reached out to grab Mu Tingxiao's hand. Her hand was small and could only hold one of Mu Tingxiao's fingers.

Mu Tingxiao held her hand in his palm. It was soft and he did not use much strength. He was afraid that he would pinch her.

Mu Moo raised her head with difficulty, wanting to see Mu Tingxiao's face clearly. "Dad, don't you miss mom too?"

To her, Mu Tingxiao was too tall