C710 Yang Feng's Idol

The marks on the ground were quickly cleaned up by Sister-in-law Yue. She even took the fruit to Meng Xiaoxia.

Soon, Huo Xiujue came out with a glass of milk. The milk was warm. The kind that could be directly eaten.

He passed the milk to Meng Xiaoxia. "Although it doesn't have the color you like, it doesn't.

Influence the taste. Want to try?

"Okay." Meng Xiaoxia had just knocked over a cup