“Got it, why are you so nagging.” Feng Shanshan said to Quinn Marsden somewhat disgustedly.
“Don’t want me to nag, you must remember it firmly.” Quinn Marsden’s bitter mother-in-law, for this person and the child in the stomach, do not know how much to worry about.
Feng Shanshan took a deep breath, a fateful look: “I really remember.”
Quinn Marsden got the answer and was satisfied, so he hung up the phone,
But at this time, Tang Yan’s aunt took the hot chicken soup and entered Feng Shanshan’s room: “Child, take a sip while hot, and you have already smashed the oil bubbles, rest assured that you will not get fat.”
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