"..." Lu Yuyuan nibbles at the silver fork. My sister-in-law can cook. Is it a good craftsmanship? Is it swollen? She doesn't know. Elder brother's possessive desire is too strong. I have to hide this?

well, if you want to have a chance, you must try my sister-in-law's skill.

Tang Yan turned his head slightly and stared at LAN LAN without turning his cold eyes. He was a little surprised: "I can't imagine that Mrs. Lu has to go up in the hall and down in the kitchen. It's a blessing for Lu."

Lan Lan's face is red and pink, and his small face and eggs are almost buried in...