C129 Don't Worry about It

There were blisters on Yin Min Qing's palms. How could it not hurt at all? This was not something that could be deceived and it was also a very basic common sense.

Bai Qingyi felt as if needles were stabbing into her heart. How could he be so good at cooking?

"Did you arrange all this by yourself?" Bai Qingyi took a look. This was indeed the style that she liked. He probably did not know this