C30 Don't Get Cold

"Thank you. I'm hungry." Pei Qingle avoided Gu Linhan's sight and lowered her head. She pursed her lips slightly, unable to see her emotions clearly.

The porridge was still hot. There was a spoon on top of it. She picked it up and took a bite. The taste was indeed good. The smooth and fresh taste of the chicken meat entered her mouth and the texture was even better.

"Sister