Things were always in a dilemma. Shen Qian'an, what should I do?
What should he do...
She sat on the sofa for an unknown amount of time until she suddenly smelled a strong smell of paste.
Cen Xiaoxi suddenly remembered that there was still a pot of soup on the kitchen stove.
She quickly got up and couldn't even put on her apron. She quickly trotted back into the kitchen.
The outer layer of the exquisite porcelain-white printing casserole had turned black-gray. Cen Xiaoxi hurriedly turned off the fire and picked up the top cover of the casserole without even thinking about it.
"Ah——" Out of instinctive reaction, the shocking heat made Cen Xiaoxi scream and throw away the top cover of the casserole.
It was so hot!
The poor lid of the casserole fell on the hard Dali stone floor with a
