C432 Good Food

Mu Niannian had already fallen asleep and did not see the message sent in the group.

At the dining table, Kin Hanchuan looked at the four little ones and lowered his head to reply in unison. Then, he calmly placed his chopsticks on the table.

"You guys have a group behind my back?"

Mu Xiaoxiao stuttered as she put away her phone