Reality proved that the joys and sorrows of the human world were not the same. When Ye sang was being pressed by her father to do her homework, the kitchen was also in an uproar.
Because it was the mid-autumn Festival, everyone who was supposed to come had arrived. They were all chattering and squeezing into the kitchen, but they were all kitchen killers.
"..."
"Bah. who thinks vinegar is soy sauce? F * ck, it's so sour."
This sentence came from Su Ye.
He was so sour that he ran out of the kitchen in a hurry. He was so sour that he almost cried.
The culprit, Shen Chuchen, touched the tip of his nose and turned around calmly.
He had a profound sense of "I'll leave after this is over. I'll hide my achievements and fame".
"I'm burning the pot, brother. Can you move your noble hand and turn it over?"
Ye Si looked at the motionless Huo Yao and felt a heart attack.
Hearing that, Huo Yao lifted his eyelids and moved his hand.
