C87 Ancestral Secret Recipe

Yang Xiaojue hesitated for a moment, her big eyes blinked a few times, and laughed shamelessly. At most, you can just be my boyfriend. "

Xu Zhiyuan almost jumped up in shock: "Boyfriend?"

Yang Xiaojue's expression changed. She couldn't help but glare at Xu Zhiyuan when she heard the footsteps approaching and muttered, "Why are you yelling so loudly?"

Sure enough, someone knocked on the door