C187 Gathering Meal

Su Zhenyu could not help but feel that they were like a couple, bringing their children to the restaurant to cook hot pot. He looked at Qiao Xi, who was helping Qiao Lele with the dishes. His eyes were filled with gentleness.

Qiao Xi had a lot of hair in front of her forehead, so from time to time she had to push it aside with her hands. Since Le Le kept arguing about wanting to eat