ay pot sat steaming, its aroma filling the air.Mu Qingyue frowned, her slender hand picking up the lid of the clay pot. Inside was a rich and fragrant chicken soup."All chicken tongues"It's understand...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！ Wang Xuan with a thoughtful expression.Actually, as he got closer, Lao Dan could smell the faint fragrance of flowers and herbs lingering on Wang Xuan's hands.An aged face was filled with respect, no...