C659 They Were Hugging Each Other

Leng Qianqian smiled when she heard him. The spoon in her hand kept stirring the fragrant porridge in the pot. "But I want to make these for you..."

Although the two of them stood side by side in the kitchen, Leng Jian could still see half of Leng Qianqian's face when he slightly turned his face.

Through the white fog that kept rising in the pot, he could still see Leng Qianqian's face