C88 Co-bed(1)

When he woke up, the lanterns had already been lit.

Aunt had already cooked the porridge.

Aunt's congee was very fragrant. Normally, Ye Feng would have a good taste of it after drinking it. But now I don't care about anything and then I take the bowl and pour it down, no matter how hot it is. At that time, it was so hot that even Ye Feng's tongue felt swollen. Seeing Ye Feng's appearance