Feng Yan lay down on the sofa casually and hugged a pillow in his arms.
However, li beixiao snatched it away and threw him a cushion.
That pillow was ye qingge's favorite.
Seeing that the two of them were starting again, ice and flame spoke in unison, " let's go help out in the kitchen!
"Brother Feng, Wan na play some games?"
Li Mumu had been cooped up at home for the whole day, and now her hands were itching.
"Come, I'll play with you for a while!"
Feng Yan didn't really want to play. After being the host for so long, he was a little tired and wanted to lie down for a while.
However, since li Mumu had spoken, he had to risk his life to accompany her.
After moving here, li Mumu specially moved his gaming equipment over.
At first, ye qingge was against it, but after all, children were easy to get addicted to games and had bad eyesight.
