C341 Anan

Three years later.

"The soup is here!" Auntie Su came out of the kitchen with a smile. She quickly carried the casserole to the dining table.

Lin Xiao saw it and quickly stood up. She took the clay pot and placed it on the table.

The boiling hot claypot burned her fingers red and she let go. She immediately pinched her ears and smiled gratefully at Auntie Su