Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

After a few people had played enough, it was time for lunch. Jiang Danhe had already agreed with the person who delivered the meal, and he would bring a few more copies when he delivered the meal here at noon, so a few people sat on the floor at noon and had a picnic in the sea of ​​flowers.

"Didn't you say there is no means of transportation? How do you explain the carriage?"

Xiaoguo pointed to the away carriage and asked Jiang Danhe with a smile.

Jiang Shanhe's eyebrows didn't move, and explained, "The carriage or sedan chair for fun at this time is indeed

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