The white kite walked towards the source of the fragrance, and there was a bowl of milky white steaming soup on the dining table, and the smell of it was fish soup.

She couldn't help but glance at the man on the couch, and it happened that she was also hungry, so she unceremoniously pulled out a chair and sat down.

I feel like I didn't drink two sips, and I bottomed out in one bowl.

The white kite licked her lips unsatisfactorily.

There was a faint noise behind him......

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