Li Xiaoyao squatted on the ground in depression, holding his chin with both hands.

"What, two bowls of braised rice?"

Aunt Li stood up suddenly, looking ugly.

Li Xiaoyao was almost scared to sit on the ground.

"Auntie, why are you shocked?"

Li Xiaoyao stood up and said irritably.

"Hmph, I've eaten my meal on my head."

Aunt Li pulled off the apron from her waist and strode out.

...

In the room.

"He is Li Xiaoyao?"

The tone of the Jiujianxian was uncertain.

"Have you seen him?"

Cao Yi was speechless.

"I've seen it, but my temperament is completely different!"
Chapter completed!