"Knock knock—", the kitchen knife taps rhythmically on the cutting board.

Wang Feifei was busy in the kitchen. The fire on the stove is whirring, the blue tongue of fire licks the bottom of the pot affectionately, the lid of the pot, the water vapor rises, and the boiling water can't help but poke out of curiosity......

Wang Feifei was hitting the board, at this moment, she was like a magician with a spell, and between the ups and downs of her arms, one naughty elf after another popped up, whirling, rendering the kitchen into a strong atmosphere.

I don't know how long it took, Yu Xiangming, accompanied by Gao Jichen, came to the hall on the first floor, and they exchanged teachers while exchanging ......

Chapter 61 of "The Year Is Not Me" Three Bottles of Treasure for a Promise? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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