Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

When Zhuangzhuang heard Xiaoguo's words, he leaned over and sat on Jiang Danhe's lap to watch.

"How about it?"

Jiang Danhe went to buy it early this morning. It was the first time he bought this, and he didn't understand eyes, so after listening to the introduction of the person who sold it, he bought the whole set.

Xiaoguo nodded, "Yes, but you shouldn't buy so much."

Saying that, she took out a stack of shoe soles, as well as countless fabrics and needles.

"I will only wear you in the future.

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