C2257 To Feed Your Mother

The dessert was sweet and not greasy, but it melted in his mouth.

After eating such a small piece, Zhengzheng had already fallen in love with it. She smiled at Rann Changge and asked, "Mother, is this made by beautiful uncle? How delicious is it?"

Rann Changge didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She looked at her daughter and thought for a moment, before asking, "Zhengzheng