he craving for, the scent of a man, his breath, was still very clear to her. 。"You are... Fu Mo Han..." She twisted her body, her fair face flushed red like blood, and frowned in discomfort. "Help me...He does everything himself, isn't it not good for her to ask someone else to help 。But, she really didn't want to do it herself. 。After a moment of inner turmoil, laziness was overcome by her own willpower. Tang Yiy依 felt justified as she pressed the number 1. 。He does everything himself. Isn't it inappropriate for her to ask someone else to help 。But, she really didn't want to do it herself. 。After a brief internal struggle, Tang Yiyi, overcoming her laziness, decided to get started. She pressed the 1 button with satisfaction. 。dn't approve of her cooking. 。Lin Jinran had gotten used to it, so it didn't matter much. He smiled and said, "It's good that I'm used to it. Besides, these are things I often do." 。Fu Shaoqing, seein...