Fu Zhiyu came out of the room and saw Lu Qingsheng in the kitchen.

He was wearing a black-and-white plaid apron at the moment, and he was skillfully preparing ingredients for cooking in the kitchen.

Hearing the voice, he turned his head and saw Fu Zhiyu standing at the door, he smiled at her: "Up?" ”

"Hmm."

"Go back after dinner, I'll send you later."

"Okay." Fu Zhiyu responded, anyway, the Fu family and his wife were not

"Dressed as a Delicate and Sick Beauty of a Big Guy's Family" He is not as handsome as you are hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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