C407 Witch Cooking
Was this still the New Year?
It was simply hell.
Lin Haoyu returned to his expressionless face. He tightly hugged the paper cushion that he had spent a lot of effort to buy from a small shabby shop.
"Sigh, I wonder when this day will come to an end."
If there was anything good about having someone at home, Lin Haoyu could tell you very clearly —
That was
