"Hubby, it's my stomach that's talking. Do you know what it's saying?"
Mu Zehao was helpless, but he still looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao lovingly and answered her uninteresting question, "What did it say? How come I can't tell? "
The woman in his arms said mysteriously, "It's saying that I'm hungry."
Mu Zehao already knew this was the case. Looking at Qiao Xiaoxiao's aggrieved expression