C35 Visiting in the Middle of the Night

Kin Hanchuan licked his dry lips and looked at the bowl of chicken soup in Mu Niannian's hand. Mu Niannian's heart slowly relaxed.

The chicken soup was originally prepared for Kin Hanchuan. It was not a problem for Kin Hanchuan to take the initiative to ask for it.

The night was low and the three little ones had already entered the room to sleep.

Under the warm yellow light