C112 Take off Your Dirty Hands

"Fuck you." She stretched out her hand and punched him. This man was becoming more and more frivolous.

The porridge came. There were indeed eight kinds of porridge. There were not many of them. It was just a small bowl. It looked especially delicious and there was also a plate of side dishes. She fell in love with it after taking a bite. "It's delicious. Mu Shaolyi