C690 I'll Beat You to Death

But in the next second, his wide palm stopped on her soft belly and gently rubbed her. A man's deep voice came from behind, "How many spaghetti did you make tonight?"

"Only five..." She quickly covered her mouth but did not dare to tell him that she had made five plates of pasta. She was afraid that she would be discovered if she poured it into the trash can, so she could only eat it herself