Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself

angry that his beard bristled and his eyes bulged. He grabbed the teacup she had poured for him 。"Poof"—— “You little ghost, are you trying to burn me to death!” he glared at her angrily. 。Little A...ossibly not run outside It's like it's going through withdrawal if it doesn't get out for a day, something's just off about it." 。Tang Mo Qing decided to make a transoceanic phone call later at night...