A week later, Daxia-Songguta City.


    At home on the 16th floor, Du Yu was busy in the dining room. He was wearing an apron woven from gold leaves and kept shaking the spoon.


    Does it really look like a chef?


    "Hey~" On the dining table not far away, Xiaoyan was gnawing on a big steamed bone, which was obviously delicious.


    Since the last time she tasted this delicacy, she has been obsessed with it.


    It has been 5 days since East Persia returned to China, this is Yan


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