Chapter 891-She's as happy as a child

home. You can't cook again. Wen Jie entered the kitchen and thought of noodles soybean paste, who had not finished eating by mother and son in the evening.(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush...hotos. Deep in his heart, he seems to have opened a big hole, remorse, remorse, pain, pain.all poured up at this moment, making him want to kill himself immediately!"President, you. Is everything all...