e kitchen those times. While I may lack other virtues, I have a remarkable memory.""Oh So you made this noodle dish using my method Then how come it tastes better than mine""That has to be better than..."Huh What do you mean by that, Ajing"

Upon hearing Mo Yunjing's words, An Xuetang was as if struck dumb. She widened her eyes and stared at him blankly. Although she might have caught his meaning, she dared not confirm it.

Looking at her adorable expression, Mo Yunjing chuckled softly, "Let's go home." An Xuetang quickly told him that An An has a small red mole on her brow.>At this time, Mo Junyi murmured at the corner of his mouth: Pingping, Annan.These two names are quite auspicious. He lowered h...