It's inevitable to feel a bit anxious, what should she do about it?
In a whirl of thoughts, the three arrived at the entrance of the farmhouse.
Looking in, the well-lit main room had an Eight Immortals table set up, Lin Zida and the others were drinking soup at the table, each with an enamel bowl, enjoying themselves with soup and flatbread.
Lin Zida noticed the things in Jiang Ning's hand and greeted: "Want some soup?"
Jiang Ning smiled: "Just a little bit."
Boss Yang rushed out from the kitchen, saying enthusiastically: "Come on, Jiang Ning!"
Jiang Ning brought the pot and basket of buns, walking toward the kitchen with a smile.
Leaving Tongtong and Chuchu to wait in the main room.
Yang Qian's gaze lingered on Xue Yuantong briefly for two seconds, then moved to Xue Chuchu's face, and after looking carefully, she couldn't help but be astounded.
