Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

"Good son."

Xiaoguo touched Zhuangzhuang's head, and was glad that he didn't ask any more questions, and Xiaoguo had no reason to fool him.

"Get your clothes, let's go out."

Xiaoguo walked out with Zhuangzhuang, now the outside is different from when she just came.

When I first came here, maybe it was still early, and there were not too many people. Xiaoguo and Zhuangzhuang didn't spend a short time together, and now it seems that they are catching up with the peak period.

outside

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