RONG Zhaonan NING Yu

Xia A-po didn't take it, and said politely, "Just bring it to me, I'm so old, do I still need to carry it myself",Ning Yuan saw Xia A-po tapping her palms with chopsticks in her hand and immediately nodded: “Delicious, the dishes you made are delicious.”,"Slap!" Suddenly, a chopstick hit Ning Yuan's forehead.。