C447 The Feeling of Home

But not.

When all the cucumbers and carrots on the chopping board were cut, Qin Jingzhi neatly put the knife aside and put the vegetables into the plate. His hands were still intact.

Shen Anning let out a long sigh.

Alright.

It was always good to be uninjured.

Seeing Qin Jingzhi focusing on cooking, Shen Anning quietly turned around to look for Qin Yining