Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

"what?"

Xiaoguo didn't hear clearly, so she asked again.

Jiang Shanhe looked down at Xiaoguo, her eyes were full of doubts, if she didn't say this, then she didn't make a fool of herself.

"Quickly look up!"

Xiaoguo saw that he lowered again, and blood was slowly coming out of her nostrils, so she couldn't control her volume and yelled at him, making him look up.

Jiang Shanhe subconsciously stood in a military posture, then raised his head, only then did he feel his nose.

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