Ann Xiaoxiao was amused.

She stuffed a piece of roasted wheat into her mouth, and her heart warmed.

When she got home, An Xiaoxiao took the initiative to cook for the first time.

She wore an apron and waved a spatula, which really had the posture of a chef.

Bojan was dishonestly glued behind her, his big hands groping ambiguously on her waistline.

The already small kitchen was stuffed with two people.

Gradually, the style of painting began to deviate, and after a crackling sound, the fire was turned off.

The kitchen becomes a hotbed of love.

Until the end, Bojan still couldn't taste Ann's craftsmanship.

But when it came to taste, it was a different kind of deliciousness.

Early in the morning, Ann struggled a little

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