C394 Calmness

A smooth and delicate feeling spread on the tip of her tongue, gradually awakening Meng Qingge's taste buds.

This taste was not at all like what his auntie usually made. Meng Qingge raised her head and looked at Ji Wanzhou.

"What's wrong? You don't like it? " Seeing Meng Qingge raise her head, Ji Wanzhou thought it was the taste of the porridge, so he picked up the spoon and tried it