C811 Gate

"Is that what you've been working on these days?" It looks sweet and delicious. " Yue Liusu praised, his hand involuntarily went up, taking a piece and putting it in his mouth, it was real.

"More or less. I've devoted almost all of my life's work to it. How about you try it?" Jing Qiao really wanted to know how Yue Liusu felt after he ate it.

When the pastry entered his mouth