C651 Same blood

A small hand appeared in front of Huang Xing, blocking his eyes.

It's the Small Benefits! She realised that Huang Xing was staring at Fu Jie with a special gaze. How could she not understand Huang Xing's thoughts?

Huang Xing was stunned, he pretended to eat the dumplings to hide his thoughts, and praised again and again: Delicious, delicious, Fu Zhenxin's culinary skills, are not bad