In the endless waiting, the spareribs were stewed. Yecheng drifted off the upper layer of oil. Although it was the first time to make this kind of clean water spareribs, Yecheng was confident that the spareribs were good.

"Okay, have a meal." Ye Cheng came out with an insulating pot in both hands. There was stewed spareribs. Ye Cheng said a word and put them at the table. He looked up at Qiao Rubing on the sofa without any trace, and felt a pain in his heart.

At this time, Qiao Rubing has changed into a very clean conservative nightgown. Even though the black silk of the sexy skirt has...