C800 You've Been Tormenting Yourself

"Brother Ye, I want some soup!" Ningshuang's cheeks bulged as she slurred on meat.

"Yes."

Ye Fann smiled. He took the pot and some vegetables and made a pot of hot soup in front of everyone.

Are you guys here for a vacation? Why did he even prepare a pot?

Smelling the fragrant hot soup, Taoist Feiyang followed the trail of saliva and felt that he was about to go crazy