C82 Under the Same Roof

At this moment, Yun Yueyao completely ignored the image of a lady. She was simply wolfing down her food. It could be said that if it was in the past, this kind of thing would never have happened.

The tomato egg noodles cooked by Shen Zhicheng, regardless of whether it was the texture or the strength of the noodles, they were just perfect. Eating them was truly a form of enjoyment