C285 Vacation

"Coming, coming, the last soup is ready. " A small figure came out of the kitchen with a pot of steaming hot soup in her hand.

Yue Yaer could clearly see that it was Mu Er. Even Mu Er did not sleep. Could it be that she was the one who made the table of dishes? Then would she dare to eat? The many years of trauma in her heart still did not let go of it