Looking at Xiao Ling's figure running out like a sprint, Mo Yang frowned and muttered to himself.
but he unconsciously ran to the kitchen to have a look.
GA! Where's my pot?
and there's some good food in it. Why is it missing?
Mo Yang saw...
Looking at Xiao Ling's figure running out like a sprint, Mo Yang frowned and muttered to himself.
but he unconsciously ran to the kitchen to have a look.
GA! Where's my pot?
and there's some good food in it. Why is it missing?
Mo Yang saw...