Han Ziyan took the last dish out of the kitchen, unbuttoned his apron, and found that Jing Yuran had already found a cup to drink by himself.

Looking at this scene, Han Ziyan couldn't help but shake his head, how could a girl love drinking so much. After eating two bites of the dishes he made, Han Ziyan reacted wrongly.

The smell of wine in the air was like his bottle of 78-degree vogart from his grandfather's pit.

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