C109 Road meet qi jia village

Feng Yi nimbly grabbed an empty bowl beside him and skipped out.

The flour slowly fell down from the air and a layer of white frost covered the brown soil.

Chu Yunge poured out the bone soup from the big pot. Before Feng Yi could come back, she had already stuffed noodles into the mouths of the people who fainted on the ground.

"My wife, I'm back