C1769 Sweet Association

The next morning, as the sun gradually rose and the red sun rose above the horizon, Zhan Ruojun got up early and tossed and turned in the kitchen. Even though he was wearing an apron, even if there were oil stains on it, it couldn't hide the clarity of his eyes and the delicateness of his facial features.

Unfortunately, everything seemed to be missing something. Right, no one was perfect