"Xiao Wu, let's eat!"

Shen Xiujun's voice sounded from the kitchen.

Wu Xiaode was sitting in front of the bar, resting his chin on his hand, thinking about something on his mind.

—The result was interrupted thoughts.

Tsk.

This Jiemo is really annoying, people are thinking about **** it, but it calls people to eat.

Wu Xiaode sighed, closed his eyes, and began to think about countermeasures.

Shen Feixue didn't know anything.

her natural stand

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