If you want to say who has the least damage caused by the collapse of the live broadcast room on a sunny day, it is probably one person and two pets who are immersed in the delicious taste of lard residue in front of the oil pot.

"Every time I eat lard residue, I feel so happy (//▽//)" Not long after eating the big rib of noodles, Fang Qingnuan felt that her stomach had been filled, and she planned to pinch a piece and taste it, but she didn't expect to eat one by one and couldn't stop.

"Wow!" The incense is dead!

"Whew~" So-so.

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