C66 You Wish

In the kitchen, the sounds of pots and pans clinking and the smell of food drifted out, and in the living room, the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard was very cheerful.

Lu Hsinggui liked this harmonious atmosphere of life. Just like Zhao Chuchu humming a small tune, she poured the yellow and orange egg juice into the oil pan. After smelling the fragrance