C612 Breakfasts

The night passed in silence.

Qin Xiaodong slept soundly, not being disturbed in the slightest.

The next day.

When he cleaned up and walked out of the bedroom, he saw a figure in the kitchen. Walking over, he saw the clumsy Xia Qingyan. At this moment, she was washing the vegetables. The so-called dish washing was just washing the dishes by the tap. On the chopping board