lt;The Pocket Dimens

At this time, the grand house of the Yan family, built with blue bricks and covered in red tiles, was filled with the aroma of cooking. Smoke rose from its kitchen chimneys as two maidservants and a matron bustled about preparing meals for their masters.,The children having returned, a smile lit up the woman's face. She took out a rough earthenware bowl from the cupboard and ladled the cooked vegetables from the pot into it.,"With your pathetic appearance, you dare to peek at Liu Qianqian You're just a toad trying to eat swan meat."。