"Or you've already eaten it." Shangguan Chuchu frowned, and there was a momentum to break the grit pot to the end.

The arrogant wind was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief and said calmly, "Whatever you think."

"Cut! No fun. " Leng Ao Feng said so, Shangguan Chu Chu had nothing to say. She ate the food in her bowl quietly. In fact, she was not picky, but sometimes she was more fastidious. She had to be full of color, fragrance and taste.

"Didn't you get it early? I am such a person." In response to her words, the line of sight is constantly browsing the latest information...