Jia Shihan said, "Sister Li, you don't know how delicious these meals are. Even the ordinary porridge is particularly tasty."

"I don't know what kind of magic potion you've been fed. You're willing to speak up for him. How tasty can a bowl of porridge be?"

said Li Meiyu and shoved a spoonful of rice porridge into her mouth. Suddenly, her beautiful big eyes were widened. The fragrance and natural aroma of the porridge quickly occupied her taste buds, making her want ...