Chapter 113 Beauty has no legs

Wu Shao opened the door, and he wore a lattice-style leisure wear and showed a sense of laziness. However, his face was also dark, maybe the young master still remembered that he was smashed out of bed last night.

"I am hungry, you cook."

Wu Shao turned and went into the house.

I stood on the door with a cane. "What do you want to eat?"

"noodles."

"OK."

I turned around to buy ingredients. In my memory, Wu Shao's home never have...