Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

The next day.

Xiaoguo opened her eyes early, and as soon as she made the bed, there was a knock on the door.

Xiaoguo can guess who it is, except Jiang Danhe, there is no one else.

As soon as the door was opened, Jiang Danhe came in with warm water.

"Wash your face first, the water temperature is just right."

Jiang Shanhe put down the water basin familiarly, and then placed a clean towel on the basin.

"You wash up first, and then go to have breakfast."

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