AnMuXi smell leng white cheeks inexplicably burned up, so quickly take back the line of sight and lower the head to eat.
It’s … It’s moving. He usually comes back at five or six o’clock, but after returning normally, Aunt Zhang has prepared dinner, but since her class, he will wait for her to have dinner every night. Suddenly, there was a piece of meat in the bowl. Gu Zhuoyang sang softly, and then it sounded as…