C1665 Give a jujube

Wang Yezheng had been holding back, he felt that this breakfast should have lasted for at least a century, but he still endured Han Yi's indifference.

"Don't put spring onion in the congee from now on." Han Yi finished her breakfast and sat on the sofa. Last night, she was a bit tired and Wei Dong was in a bad mood so he almost did not let her sleep.

Usually