C882 Isn't this qi qingfeng's phone

Yu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but gently pat her forehead and feel that it was a little unclear.

Sighing lightly, Yu Xiaoxiao looked at Qi Qingfeng and said, "Um, Mr. Qi, we will not go for now, why don't you follow me to the supermarket?"

"What do you want to buy?"

"Of course there is. Didn't I say that we would eat hotpot together tonight? We also need to prepare some ingredients