C108 Madam Ling Han(1)

"Okay, okay, okay. Seventh Master, let's go and eat that big spring pot without soup later." Hsiao Liang sucked the soup in her hand and said happily to Bai Qimo.

Sikong also nodded his head with his mouth full of fried dough. He was always a chef invited from outside the house, how could he eat this? He was like a greedy cat. Bai Qimo was both angry and amused. These two were living two lives