C113 Miserable Xuyang

It was a late autumn afternoon, and the sun had just risen. The temperature was extremely suitable, and Xu Zhaoning, who had just experienced the heavy wind and snow, enjoyed the sunlight.

"Mingyue, move a chair for the little miss and put it in the yard." After lunch, people get sleepy, Xu Zhaoning yawned and pointed at the bright moon.

Without another word, Brightmoon went to get the recliner