Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

"This is?"

Xiaoguo looked up at the dense fruit trees and the ripe fruits, and was heartbroken.

Jiang Shanhe came in later, ran up to the tree familiarly, picked two big pears, wiped them on his clothes, and handed them to Xiaoguo.

Before Xiaoguo's surprised eyes could be taken back, Jiang Danhe had already come down, took over the delicious white pear, swallowed her saliva, and took a slow bite. It was super juicy and sweet enough.

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