C240 The paper cannot hold the fire

Pleasant times always passed quickly, and soon the sky was clear. When the pomegranate woke up, Qin Zhiyuan was already out of bed. She put on her slippers and walked out of the bedroom. She heard a series of banging sounds.

pomegranate followed the sound to the kitchen. Qin Zhiyuan had an apron around his waist and was wearing a grey checked sweater