C768 Whose Fingerprints

Happy New Year. Hee Wanshuang's voice was soft and trembling.

Behind her, Lieh Yuanchen hugged her even tighter.

The two of them did not speak anymore. Their hearts resonated at this moment. The hot pot soup outside, under the heating of the induction cooker, also began to gurgle and gurgle, just like their beating hearts.

Hee Wanshuang was the first to react, "The hot pot is starting."

"Yes