Immediately afterwards, I saw Su Muyao take out another plastic thing from her sleeve and put it on the stone table.

He pulled out the whole hot roast chicken from his sleeve.

The corners of Long Yuan's eyes twitched, you might as well be normal to conjure it up directly.

What good guy do you see who can hide two hot roast chickens in his sleeve?

And I've been by her side since the morning, until now.

Can he not be so obvious?

Immediately after, the pepper in the small red bag in Su Muyao's handle

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