I'll make a few more dishes. It might not be enough. Xia ruoxin counted the food in the house. There were three more people in the house, and it seemed like the food was really not enough. She stood up and went to the kitchen to work.
it's okay. Chu lui reached out and held her shoulder. let's go out to eat. as he said that, he took his clothes and put them on. Then, he took out his phone and ordered a table of food.
At this time, everyone was hungry and probably couldn't wait.
Brother San hugged his son and refused to let go. He knew that he was wrong. Even if he was angry at his son in the future, he was still young. What did he know? what if his son really ran away from home one day? what would he do? would he live or not? he was already so old, but he only had one son.
