"Don't laugh, will you come back?"

When dealing with a drunk person, you can't reason with him and follow her as you like.

Wu Zixia nodded and hiccupped.

Seeing this, Allen Peterson breathed a sigh of relief. He hurried into the kitchen next door, opened the refrigerator, looked at the rich ingredients inside and nodded.

"Not bad, everything."

Taking out several of the ingredients, Allen Peterson made a sober soup.

Allen Peterson's craftsmanship is good. Soon, waves of attractive fragrance came out of the kitchen.

Really, when Allen Peterson put the soup and rice into the bowl and was about to bring it to Wu Zixia, a pair of arms...