C258 Da Niu's Back

Zhang Chu Lan was like a psychologist, guessing Han Xiangzi's thoughts every time. Regarding this kind of thing, as long as she had a comprehensive analysis, she would be able to see Han Xiangzi's thoughts.

"Zhang Chu Lan, hurry up and cook for me. I'm starving." Lin Ao Xue directly laid down on the sofa. Su Meng Xue gave her a nudge. There was a man in the family