"Not hungry?" Xiao Yiyi looked at Zhao Bei doubtfully and said regretfully," That's a pity. So many delicious dishes are all mine." As he spoke,he did not go to see the Zhao Bei. He began to eat there.
After dinner,Xiao Yiyi sat in the living room watching TV Zhao Bei washing fruits in the kitchen.
No matter what he Zhao Bei,he was also the president of a company. When did he do this?
It didn't count as cooking. After eating,he had to wash his dishes,clean up the kitchen,and then get some fruit.
Which of these was what he should Zhao Bei do.
It could only be said that love was a great thing. It could change people's personality and hobbies.
"Tell me,why don't you tell me to leave?" Xiao Yiyi ate an apple and put down his toothpick.
Was he finally going to ask?
Zhao Bei had been fee
