Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself

was low and smooth, dangerously seductive."I, I don't want to study anymore, let me go."Xiao Ya Bai's legs went weak, her cheeks flushed crimson, and her hands pushed weakly against his chest."No, eve...tor, and there's also some fatty beef. Why don't you let me cook you guys some noodles" Wen Ping Sheng looked at the expressions of her several older brothers and then glanced at the clock, which was...