C284 Cardiopyrexia

In the morning, when Ji Lanling got up and went downstairs, Su Wei had already finished cooking.

The rice porridge was very fragrant.

She trotted over and looked at the shape of the youtiao, it didn't look like the fast food bought at a supermarket, and there weren't any fried dough sticks nearby, so she asked, "Did you make this?"

"Right." Su Wei nodded