Liu Meifeng held half of the mixed noodles in her mouth, holding a large bowl in her hand, the bowl was full of a large bowl of porridge, the soup was more than rice, due to the time period of cooking, the rice had just melted, the soup was not very thick, and at a glance, you could tell that the rice was not cooked!

Liu Meifeng wanted to turn back and pour the porridge into the pot for cooking, but when she met Qiao Mai's playful eyes, Liu Meifeng gritted her teeth angrily!

The rice is not cooked and the dead can't be eaten, and when she is hungry, she hasn't eaten anything from tree bark and grass roots, and she has again

"Punch in the era of the literary boss she is delicate and lovely" 80 best scumbag, this scum is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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