cause she was holding her son in her right hand, and her injured left hand was tightly held by him, she couldn't struggle at all. 。Kissing like this, looking up at him, for a long time her neck becam... his head and praised An Yi Sheng, who was sprawled on the couch like a loyal dog.She thought this man's hands were meant for scalpels, not a kitchen knife. Who knew he was such a talented chef!Think...
Chapter 1200: His New Year's Gift