Today, she didn't cook noodles. Instead, she cooked porridge. He couldn't keep giving Old Lu President some noodles. Mu Fangfang put the cleaned tremella into the pot. Soon, the original aroma of rice drifted into his nose along with the taste of tremella. He used his hand to fan the hot air that came out to smell it and nodded in satisfaction.
She brought the porridge out of the kitchen, but she didn't see Lu Yi in the living room. Could it be that she went back to her room to sleep? "How can that be? I haven't eaten this meal yet."
Mu Fangfang ran upstairs. The lights in Lu Yi room were on Lin inside the room. Mu Fangfang saw that the door was not closed and pushed open without thinking. Lu Yi only wore a pair of casual pants on her upper body. There were drops of water on her brown ha
