C551 Volunteer as a Hostage

Six o'clock at night. Lan Qin finally finished her tiring day of sleep and was ready to go out to look for food. She suddenly realized that there was already a table of strange colors on the dining table downstairs. But it smelled pretty good for dinner.

At this moment, a small figure wearing a white scarf walked out of the kitchen. She was pushing a small cart with a pot of hollow powder in it