"Xiaoya wants to eat fish?" Song Zhiwei opened her eyes wide in surprise and said with a crooked smile, "Do you want to drink white fish soup, or do you want to eat red fish?"

Fu Ya sipped her saliva and said with longing, "Tangtang!"

Xiaoya likes to drink the fresh fish soup.

"Okay, mom will cook fish soup for you today."

While the mother and daughter were chatting and laughing, Fu Chenshi walked out of the room. Song Zhiwei ducked her eyes guiltily, not ...