C45 Something Happened

Just as Zhao Chengcheng was about to say something, Zhao Musheng reached out and pulled him back. "Quiet. I'll go back and make your favorite meatball. "

Zhao Chengcheng weighed Su Nuanzheng's Egg Fried Rice and Zhao Musheng's steamed buns, then said helplessly, "Alright, I won't argue with you. "

"It's me who won't argue with you