Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

Xiaoguo only left an oil lamp beside the bed in the room. She couldn't sleep anyway. Zhuangzhuang nestled in Xiaoguo's arms and asked her to tell a story.

"Mother, I want to hear a story."

Xiaoguo hasn't told stories for a long time since she came out.

Xiaoguo thought for a while, "Let's talk about Little Red Riding Hood."

After a story is told, Zhuangzhuang is still not sleepy, but more energetic.

"Mother, when can we go home?"

come out here

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