Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

"That's right, two worlds."

Jiang Shanhe laughed when he finished speaking, suddenly his shoulder was pulled, his breathing stagnated, and he rubbed quietly.

Xiaoguo just wanted to make fun of him, but she suddenly saw his small movements and said seriously, "Take off your clothes!"

It was dark last night and could not see clearly, but in the morning she felt a little strange, her face was not ruddy at all, as if she was suffering from a serious illness, she was covered up by the other party before she noticed it.

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