He took the vegetables and put them in the snow bowl.

"son of a bitch, don't give my sister a dish. Besides, it's not delicious in porridge!"

Chai Xing was confused. "If I don't treat her well, you have to say. If I treat him well, you have to say!"

the wooden cicada said, "how do I know you're not thinking about my sister? As long as I am here, you are not allowed to disturb our sister's life. Now I solemnly tell you: my sister and I don't like you, and we will not appear in front of us in the future. "

Chai Xing focuses on xueyin: is...