C382 Medicine

Mu Niannian went downstairs half an hour later. The living room was filled with the smell of food. Leng Mobei was wearing a white apron on his slim waist as he carried the food out of the kitchen. When he saw Mu Niannian go downstairs, he looked at Mu Niannian.

"Go wash your hands and eat."

"Okay."

Mu Niannian put the USB in her pocket