C79 A Strange Feeling

The porridge smells good, and the side dishes, too. I can tell it was bought very carefully in the store.

But Kuan Xinyu ate it in her mouth, but she did not know what it felt like.

Feng Liye slightly lowered his eyes. His eyelashes fell on his fair face, leaving a dark shadow. His facial features were deep and handsome, and his eyes were shining