C1292 Come to my room

Wasn't it just a bowl of soup? Feng Xin picked it up and drank it. He ate elegantly, as if it was an supreme delicacy, and after calmly drinking it, he also calmly wiped the corner of his mouth. "Miss Li, your cooking skills are really terrible, it's too difficult for you to get married."

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