C393 India blackening

Sure enough, after arriving at Xie Wen Jing's place, the moment Liang Chen opened the door, she smelled the fragrance of chickens.

"It smells so good!" Liang Chen could not help but ask.

"Hurry up and go in. The chicken soup has been brewed. I'll go get it for you." Xie Wenqing's mother immediately ran to the kitchen.

His mother, Xie Wenqing