Mo Qingyi didn't care about the disease-free moaning of the wind on the sofa, just immersed herself in her cooking skills.

The wind whispered uncomfortably, until he smelled the fragrance, and immediately got up and ran to the restaurant.

", apprentice, how can you still have this hand, better than Jin Yunheng. The things Jin Yunheng made were not practical at all, and they were not delicious and the amount was small. Feng Yu grabbed a few pieces of spicy chicken on the table with one hand and said while eating.

Mo Qingyi looked up at the ceiling speechlessly.

Although Fengyu looks quite international, it is also an international route. How can you be so down-to-earth about what you eat.

When I went to his studio that day, Jiang's shelves were full of all kinds of snacks.

The gossip of a glutton.

"Spicy chicken, oily noodles, kelp

"My Jin Shao's Heart Palpitations" Chapter 43 Jin Shao is a sick baby is hitting his hand, please wait a while,

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