C2008 Discussing the Life of the Son-in-law(2)

"Sis, come downstairs for dinner." It was Hong Yue's voice.

"Coming." Jin Xianji left Lu Zifeng's arms and tidied up her slightly wrinkled hot pants. She patted her hot little face and held Lu Zifeng's arm as she went downstairs.

When they went downstairs, the plates were already filled with dining tables. This was a typical feature of Corea. In the summer