With a Door In Mind

In the evening, when Yang Yuemei came back, she knew that the dinner was made by Xiaomi.

Not too surprised.

Instead of going to eat directly, he came to Xiaomi's room and stared at the big stove.

"How did you get this one back? You got two more?"

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled, "Warm?"

Yang Yuemei said with a look of surprise: "Just... just to keep warm?"

"Well, yes!"

I heard Zhou Xiaochuan's

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