When she spoke, her eyes stared at the steaming big iron pot without blinking, and she almost didn't say directly, and brought her a bowl of laba noodles to warm her stomach.

The straight eyes made the people of the Bai tribe who were gobbling up on the side laugh.

Sixteen Niang was not annoyed, after all, she was very young, and she was about to look like a cardamom, so she only scratched her head embarrassedly.

"Since you don't enter the village after dark, you naturally have to follow the rules of the three clans tonight. The weather is indeed very cold, and those who see it have a share, oh, these two different bowls of laba noodles are given to you. Yao Zitong pursed his lips and smiled, personally served two bowls of laba noodles to the child, and handed them over.

This move surprised this girl incoherently!

She took her chopsticks and slammed them down

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