Luxiao Xiaoxiao is all eating a happy face, some small proud heart, nostrils up, like everyone, now she is more and more like a girl to be spoiled by praise and ink! uuuuuuuuuuuuu

She was more lively and happy. Everyone who broke up and took the chopsticks at the table added a bowl of soup. She let them taste it quickly with a happy face. How could she hide the smile on the corners of her mouth?

"It's your good fortune to be able to eat my craft. I don't cook much on weekdays."

"Yes, you are the best!"

As Chu Mo said, she reached out and scraped her nose,...