C267 Husband and Wife

"That's great!" Qingyi sat at the side, far away from all the tools used to make dumplings. He crossed his hands on the table. His chin was on the table. He spoke in the tone of an Aria in an opera, "Yes. Yes. Too ~ Shing!"

Qingyi didn't know that he was the brightest light bulb in Bao Yijin's eyes. He used his right hand to poke his little friend who was sitting next to him