Sister LAN, are you pregnant?

Jing Chu definitely did not have any ill intentions.

He felt that the black-bone chicken was a delicious and nourishing ingredient, and the pot of chicken soup he had stewed this afternoon was indeed fragrant!

The strong aroma of the chicken soup lingered in his nose ...

Jing Chu felt hungry and swallowed her saliva. But she still wanted to give the first bowl of chicken feet to his sister LAN!

"Let's try it." Ning que's eyelids twitched.

He placed his hand on Shi qinglan's esports chair and said, " we didn't poison it, but if you don't like chicken soup, then forget it. It's just a pity that this chicken claw ...

E-sports was played with hands, so chicken feet were very auspicious.