C434 Yun Shuangshuang's Blushing Face

Xia Qiaoqiao used to be very familiar with cooking. In the past, when her mother was sick, she would always cook at home and send her to the hospital. During this period of time, she did not need to do anything with Moh Nanchen. She was like a rice worm. She actually felt a little rusty when she was quiet.

"That..." Xia Qiaoqiao said hesitantly