C572 A Fat Snack

At the same time, in another villa not far away.

"The chefs at home aren't as good as Xixi. I really want to eat the dishes cooked by Xixi every day..." He Tiantian lay on the sofa, swaying her long and fair legs as she lazily muttered.

Yeh Zirui turned her over and said, "I just finished supper. Don't lie down."

"The supper cooked by the chefs is not as delicious as Xixi's